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71. And That's That - George Robey
My remarks are remarkably terse. I've never been known as long-winded. One night through my casement whilst watching the stars, My gaze was diverted from Venus and Mars...
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72. Camille - George Robey
I once knew a girl called Camille, Of fresh air she was decidedly fond. She would get up each morning and go for a swim...
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73. Conclusions - George Robey
I am very observant, have been all my days My sight is distinctly effective No detail escapes my sharp eaglet-like gaze I ought to have been a detective My powers of deduction have frequently solved The most indescribable puzzleResults are gigantic my neighbours are frantic They'd all love this bloodhound to muzzle
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74. All For The Best - George Robey
As Milton says in his Paradise Lost It's a sad heart that never looks cheerful And a miserable face acts on me like a frost And I do hate a voice that is tearful Now Jones is that way, his expression's absurd When I met him last week, he said, 'George, have you heard?' I said, 'Have I heard what? He said, 'Why, about Jim, on Tuesday, yes, at his flat
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75. A.B. ab - George Robey
A big fat man with paunch immense said he wished he was thinner, Because they charged him eighteen pence for every shilling dinner. One day he sought the fish shop man and worked him on a different plan, Said he, 'Now how much must I pay if I stay here and eat all day?' The man said, 'Well, say fifteen bob,' But he lost money by the job, For nineteen lobsters and a crab, he tucked...
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76. That's What I Call Plucky - George Robey
That's what I call plucky! That's what I call pluck! Tho' he might be chewing cats, Or puppy dogs or even rats, He bolts it! That's pluck!
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77. Marjor-ie! Marjor-osh! - George Robey
Marjor-ie! Marjor-ist! Sweet seventeen and she'd not been kissed! She was a thing of grace, And she always washed her face, In lemon-squash, did Marjor-osh!
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78. That's Where They Found Me - George Robey
I went out of doors one night To Jack Johnson and said, 'Good night.' Passed him, left him far behind To the park I went like wind. Whilst in the park did roam Johnson simply went straight home. But his wife he could not see Johnson came out after me, and...
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79. Such A Look - George Robey
If looks could but kill us, as some people say Then the streets would be strewn with our dead There's the look on your face when the favourite wins There's the look when the bookie has fled There's a look in the eye of old Jones on the job Which tells you he's come to touch you for five bob.
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80. Where's The Butler - George Robey
My Maiden Aunt in town when she Makes out a millionaire I'll be The bulter knows it too, I owe him ten years screw One day while strolling by my pond Right in poor Auntie rolled Her shrieks just pierced me through and through I cried, I sighed, 'I'd die for you, but I've got such a cold.'
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