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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required [WC2 is a London postcode which stands for Western Central 2 and takes in the area around Holborn] ________ Over in Ireland an unhappy mother Hired detectives, one after the other To take on the task of locating her son Who went by the name of Neally Dunn He'd run off to Holborn and all his mum knew Was that was in London, WC2 Perhaps she would sleep much more soundly at night If he would just ring, if he would just write Her money ran out and she broke down in tears No letter from Neally for so many years An old friend she met who she told about Neally Said, 'I shall go find him and I'll do it freely.' The kindly old friend took a boat and a train He travelled to London and stood in the rain He showed people pictures, his search now begun But no one had heard of nor seen Neally Dunn Eventually all of the streets had been trodden The photos were soggy and he was now sodden He so hoped to offer Dunn's mother some word But nought had been seen and nought had been heard He entered a pub, had a Guinness or two And after another he went to the loo But then he saw something that filled him with glee In fact he forgot that he went in to pee For he had just spotted a brilliant clue A sign on a door that said WC2 Thinking he'd finished the task he'd begun He tapped on the door and said, 'You Neally Dunn?' He fully expected an end to his caper But a voice shouted out, 'There ain't any paper.' Our man said, 'Poor reason, so think of another, for that's no excuse not to write to your mother.' [This gag goes back a good forty years or so. Sorry if you’ve heard it before but it’s not my fault that you’re a bit long in the tooth]
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