I once knew a young man called Pete So polite as he offered his seat, To a woman called Nancy Who he thought quite fancy How charming she said, and how sweet.
I once knew a girl who ate snails The best ones, she said, came from Wales She'd cook them with leeks And some little pigs cheeks And serve them with curried lambs' tails
My grandmother once danced all night In a frock that was incredibly tight When she tried to inhale She was destined to fail With no one aware of her plight
Do you think I could just stay in bed I've got a strange noise in my head There's a whirling and whizzing That stopped me from zizzing And made me go giddy instead.