To Polly Ann

and if the train a'goin'
all them is bound to stay
the vulture look a'prey
onto the things remainin'

a filthy dirty bottles
of cheap bavarius beer
now don't ya leave me here
is small a place a'frottles

i'm not a rich and clean boy
i feeds on beef and eggs
i feeds on eyes and legs
i feeds on boon and rob roy

my hair's a'not is golden
my eyes a'not is blue
you say i not wants you
i say i nam a burden

Source:

Guess what

i am a number now

Claw

nose nose nose nose
i wish i had one of those
wish wish wish wish
pale skin and jelly fish

had had had had
bedbugs buzzing round my bed
buzz buzz buzz buzz
is no more, but surely was