Three Irishmen of Timbuctoo,
They went to sea in a birch canoe.
They kicked up such a hullabaloo
That they never got back to Timbuctoo.
Remember that, boys.”
“Oh!” said Ned. “I know a better one—
There was a young man of Siam,
As occasionally murmured a damn!
Monotonous virtue
Is certain to hurt you;