Papers full of Teddo Wells,
Trainin’ horses for the swells;
Since redooced to ringin’ bells
(Teddo Wells, deceased)
Shinin’ boots and learnin’ sense,
Nailin’ palin’s on the fence,
A-groomin’ for the priest.
Lost that bit of property,
Ended up in smoke—
Too much “Jimmie Hennessy”—