We three kings from orient are, one in a taxi one in a car. One on a scooter, blowing its hooter, smoking a fat cigar… ooooooh oh… 
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Good king Wencleslas last looked out,
From his bedroom window.
Silly bugger he fell out,
on a red hot cinder.
Brightly shone his arse that night,
though the frost was cruel.
When a poor man came inside,
… and I can’t remember the last line, no matter how I try.
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Good King Wenceslas looked out
of his bedroom window
silly bugger he fell out
on a red hot cinder
brightly shone his arse that night
though the wind was bitter
And his wife shouted down to him
"shut the f*cking window!
Queen Wenceslas really did have a potty mouth!
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We the kings of orient air,
selling ladies underwear.
No elastic? How fantastic!
Only 3 shillings a pair.
One might continue…
Oh-HOH
Bra of wonder, bra of light,
Filled with royal boobies bright.
Westward leading, bosom heaving,
heading on to new delights.
But I just made that last bit up, since it was probably a bit edgy for 1960s schoolboys.
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