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The Pony Club Ball
by Mr Snowy
 From the Fantasy Fantasy Archers topic of here's a treat for those who remember Children's Favourites on Saturday mornings in the 1950s and 60s, with Uncle Mac or Ed "Stewpot" Stewart. The original was sung by Burl Ives.
Once an Ambridge social climber sat and cried
That her greatest wish was constantly denied
The cause of all of my strife -
Can't get in Borsetshire Life
But the high-born Netia Streatfield then replied
(Though the sentiment left Chris quite mortified)
For publicity, take a tip from me, go to the Pony Club Ball
You'll be enthralled (so enthralled, so enthralled)
At the Pony Club Ball (at the ball, at the ball)
You can be a sycophant there, you can crawl at the Pony Club Ball
Every Netherbourne and Pargetter attends
In addition to the Beesboroughs and their friends
You know I simply can't wait
To sneer at India's date
Whilst the gentry and the plutocrats parade
Al the vet is bound to be there seeking trade
And the Brookfield pair
They get everywhere
Even though one feels betrayed
You'll be enthralled (so enthralled, so enthralled)
At the Pony Club Ball (at the ball, at the ball)
You can be a sycophant there, you can crawl at the Pony Club Ball
Then her husband, though admitting it seemed nice
Said, My darling, we cannot afford the price
The tickets cost quite enough
And then there's DJs and stuff
We have got an invitation that comes free
It's to celebrate Den's anniversary
Let us see your kin
All those Horrobins
Damn the whole Pony Club Ball
So do not fall (do not fall, do not fall)
For the Pony Club Ball (for the ball, for the ball)
You won't know a single soul there, none at all at the Pony Club Ball
More parodies - from Agatha Christie to Damon Runyon
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