There was Lord Crowhurst (I knew him first,
When only Misther Pips he was),
And Mick O’Toole, the great big fool,
That after supper tipsy was.
There was Lord Fingall, and his ladies all,
And Lords Killeen and Dufferin,
And Paddy Fife, with his fat wife:
I wondher how he could stuff her in.
There was Lord Belfast, that by me passed,
And seemed to ask how should I go there?