The Modern Jack Horner.
Little Jack Horner, on the street corner,
Smoked up his last cigarette;
Saying, “When this is done, I’ll to the saloon
And wet up my whistle, ‘you bet.’”
Little Jack Horner is now the chief mourner
To head a policeman’s procession.
The infantile dude became far too rude
In trying to follow the fashion.