Ned LuddSomething on the lines of ....
On top of spaghetti/ All covered with cheese / I lost my poor meatball / When somebody sneezed
It rolled off the table / And onto the floor / And then my poor meatball / Rolled out of the door
It rolled in the garden / And under a bush / And then my poor meatball / Was nothing but mush
(Must be from north of Watford to rhyme bush and mush.)
Kitty