A Bishop once -- I will not name his see --
A Gentleman of City fame
A tar, but poorly prized,
A Troubadour he played
An Actor sits in doubtful gloom,
An elderly person -- a prophet by trade --
At a pleasant evening party I had taken down to supper
Babette she was a fisher gal,
Bob Polter was a navvy, and
Clonglocketty Angus McClan
Come with me, little maid,
Dalilah de Dardy adored
From east and south the holy clan
"Gentle, modest little flower,
Haunted? Ay, in a social way
I knew a boor -- a clownish card
In all the towns and cities fair
I once did know a Turkish man
It was a Bishop bold,
It was a robber's daughter, and her name was Alice Brown
I've often thought that headstrong youths
John courted lovely Mary Ann,
King Borria Bungalee Boo
Letters, letters, letters, letters!
List while the poet trolls
Lord B. was a nobleman bold
Micah Sowls
No nobler captain ever trod
O'er unreclaimed suburban clays
Of all the good attorneys who
Of all the ships upon the blue,
Of all the youths I ever saw
Oh list to this incredible tale
Oh! little maid! -- (I do not know your name
Oh, that my soul its gods could see
Only a dancing girl,
Policeman Peter forth I drag
Roll on, thou ball, roll on!
Sir Guy was a doughty crusader,
Strike the concertina's melancholy string!
The bravest names for fire and flames
'Twas on the shores that round our coast
Vast empty shell!