Mary had a baby
She called it Sunny Jim
She threw it down the lavat'ry
To see if it could swim

It swam down to the bottom
And swam back to the top
And as it floated up to her
She grabbed it by the

Cocktails, whisky,
Seven pence a glass
If you eat too much at night
It comes out through your

Ask no questions
Tell no lies
I saw a p'liceman
Doing up his

Flies are nuisance
Fleas are worse
That is the end of
My smutty verse.