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Quickies (Very, Very Brief Parodies or Fragments) I'm dreaming of a white mistress... ** Oh how we danced, on the night we were wed We danced, and we danced, 'cause the room had no bed. ** I'll be seizing you, in all the old familiar places... ** (To Colonel Bogie march) Bullshit! That's all the band could play Bullshit! They played it ev'ry day Bullshit! Tarara bulshit! Tarara Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit! ** (To The Billboard march) There is a brown ring around his nose And every day it grows and grows. ** On top of a sofa, all covered with Joe I lost my true lover, 'cause my name was Moe. ** To be continued. And continued and continued. RG RG