’Twas like a lion at the door;
And when the door began to crack,
’Twas like a stick across your back;
And when your back began to smart,
’Twas like a penknife in your heart;
And when your heart began to bleed,
You’re dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.
Three wise men of Gotham
Went to sea in a bowl,
If the bowl had been stronger,