A gallant young Scot named McGluskie Was told by a maid named McFruskie Your kilt is neat Your kisses are sweet But your breath smell a trifle like whisky!
There was a Young Footman of Diss Who stole from the housemaid a kiss His Mistress, who knew it Said, "How could you do it?" He replied, "Bless you marm, just like this."
There was a young thing with her "mummy," Standing up on a Carlton tram dummy She was told to sit down But replied, with a frown, "There's no room for my poor little -----." (Mind the curves, please!)
A star-boarder named Percy Nash Said, "I'm tired of boarding-house hash, Of biscuits and prunes, And "near-silver" spoons So I think that I'll move and pay cash!"
The prince of all liars is he, His fancy can run very free, His "fish stories" are great, His "hot air" first rate, He'll beat old Munchhausen you'll see!
She sits and she sighs "Ah heigho!" And she says she's "two strings on her bow." She thinks she's a flirt But some people assert Its the beaus that string her, don't you know!
In a bootmaker's shop down at Luton A young lady was pulling a boot on When she fell on the ground And the shopkeeper found That the girl had a bicycle suit on.
There was a young man from the west Who purchased a swell fancy vest When he walked down the street Every one he would meet Would give him a nod and a jest.
A healthy young damsel named Kate With a tete-a-tete, dined at eight-eight And what Kate, at eight-eight With her tete-a-tete, ate Made it costly to cater for Kate.
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!
If your conduct is proper and right Then the spooks upon Hallowe'en Night Should they happen to call Will not harm you at all And the witches will quickly take flight
There was a young man who loved Schlitz Which he drank in his room at the Ritz With pate (very rich) And olives from which His servants had cut out the pits.
There was a young man who loved Pabst He drank it until he collapsed He gave up beer For Lent every year And on Easter morning, relapsed.
There was a young man who loved Millers More than all other painkillers He drank secretly In a dark shadowy Doorway hidden by pillars.
There was a young man who loved Blatz He drank it straight out of the vats Along with a platter Of vegetable matter And another of animal fats.
At a Halloween party a ghost As he walked arm-in-arm with the host Said: "Unseen to play tricks, And with people to micks, Is the thing that amuses me most!"
Cried a witch to her cat - We must go And visit these people belo Who say that they doubt us Yet can't do without us They're the most inconsistent I kno
There once was a nursemaid named Lottie Who on Soldiers and Sailors was potty Now she's quite in a stew Between Kahki and Bule And the problem is driving her dotty!