“Yankee doodle dandy!
“My son of wax, your tea I’ll tax—
“Yankee doodle dandy.”
John sent the tea from o’er the sea
With heavy duties rated;
But whether Hyson or Bohea,
I never heard it stated.
Then Jonathan to pout began—
He laid a strong embargo—
“I’ll drink no tea, by Jove!” so he