Raged through 'the londe' of Tipperary.

His cheeks grew thin and wond'rous hairy,

His visage long, his aspect 'eerie,'

His tout ensemble, faith, would scare ye,

Amidst the wilds of Tipperary.

Becoming hypochon-dri-ary,

He sent for his apothecary,

Who ordered 'balm' and 'saponary,'

Herbs rare to find in Tipperary.

In his potations ever wary,