There was a young man of position Longed to see Shepherd's Bush Exhibition So he went there one day But I'm sorry to say He returned in this funny condition.
She's caught a poor cat and a bird But she can't snare a man, so we've heard It's the old maid's sad fate To lose out on a mate And take tea - but ssh! not a word.
There was a young man named Bill Who drank till he made himself ill When a policeman asked why He said with a sigh It's (hic) dreadful how quickly I fill!