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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There's a Cherokee Indian at the door. What the hell is happening in this neighbourhood, last week it was the seven dwarfs, and who was the bloody spokesman, bloody Dopey. Remember the good old days when it was just the Jehovah's who annoyed you. Go out there and tell him we don’t want to powwow. It’s a she, and she looks about nine months pregnant, explanation! I’m going for one of those dwarfs, and I’m laying bets that, Dopey ain’t as dopey as he makes out. But Dopey is only three feet tall, and the week before it was the Yao people, three of them. You think Dopey is three feet tall, but I actually think he’s condensed. And was it Dopey who got the Yao’s pregnant? No, I think it was Happy. Let's face it, you get three birds into bed, wouldn’t you be happy? And before that, the Eskimo woman, Is this a fetish you’ve got going on here? She was selling double-glazing. I mean, you couldn’t make it up. The Cherokee Indian, was she selling double glazing She was selling something, but double glazing wasn’t one of them, and I have my reservations about anything else she was selling So, you’re the father then. I told you the fathers, well at least two of them, the other five I’m working on. So why did she come to our door? I think the three wise men sent her cos we’re in a stable relationship. I don’t think my divorce Lawyer will be thinking that. Darling, I think you're Grumpy cos you’re Sleepy, I’ll get the Doc to give you a sleeping tablet. Get knotted, you sleazy bastard. Darling, could you do me a favour and make me a Sneezy bastard? Is that the doorbell ringing? I’m going to answer the door, and I’m telling you now, if that's an alien woman having a green baby, you’re dead. I hope to hell it’s the Jehovah's. There’s a dwarf at the door, he didn’t give his name. That’s okay, darling, I know who he is.
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