Doth madly prance, and snort and leap;
Welcome the horrors of the deep.
Oh, Jonesville! on that peaceful shoah,
Methinks I’ll see thy towehs no moeh.
When morn wakes happy, thoughtless sheep
Betsey may slumbeh in the deep.
If far from thee my bones are doomed,
In these dark waves to be entoomed,
Mermaids I hope will o’er her weep,
Who drownded was, within the deep.