IV.
St. Patrick (many days to him!)
Thought he kilt all the varmin
That through the land did crawl or swim,
But he left their cousins-giarmin!
He never dreamt of two-legg'd snakes,
Or toads that were toad-eathers,
Or those dartlukers[26] the law makes
To hunt our fellow-crathurs!
(Chorus, boys!)