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.