Arthur Askee and Dougie Dougie's Beetle

Went down to the Animal Farm.

Dug in for the poor,

They heard stories from the war.

And explaimed about the boil on his bum!



Napoleon, very pink, offerred both of them a drink,

And a drink and a drink and a drink.

Come the {? RN ?} four, there were lemons to be sure,

Not one of them had even had a wink,

Of sleep.



Everybody sang as loud as they could,