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Collected Poems of Richard Griffin - THE SHIP SAILED ON FRIDAY

THE SHIP SAILED ON FRIDAY


DID you see the soldiers march along—
          Did you see the banners waving,
While the parrot sang another song
          And the barber kept on shaving.

Did you see the tom-cat arch his back
          And hiss loudly at that guy gay
While the rattlesnake fell in the sack,
          And the good ship sailed on Friday.

So hop up there, and drop down here,
          Tip your elbow quick  you guy gay.
For the mulled bock beer will be served next year.
          And the good ship sailed on Friday.

The pumpkin pie got full of snails.
          How do you think I fixed it?
I got a pint of rabbits' tails
          And in the dish I mixed it.

I gave the mess to Uncle Ben,
          He is a dreadful fellow,
He threw it at the speckled hen
And then began to bellow.

So hop up there and drop down here
          Tip your elbow quick ! you guy gay.
For the mulled bock beer will be served next year.
And the good ship sailed on Friday.

Did you know that Tommy Rot has got
          Another bright green necktie,
Such a fine job lot, from Ike the sot,
          A vertitable gay guy.

They hanged him up on a green pear tree
          While the mob was wildly raving.
With a fiddle de dum and a fiddle de dee,
          And the barber kept on shaving.

So hop up there and drop down here.
          Tip your elbow quick ! you guy gay.
For the mulled bock beer will be served next year.
          And the good ship sailed on Friday.

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