Just came across the following in the book 'Your Dinner's Poured Out' (Dublin, 1981), which documents the Dublin based childhood of Paddy Crosbie (p.57);

'Towards the end of the war, in 1918, we were singing songs that came over from the trenches:

        'Madamoiselle from Armentieres, Parley Voo,
        'Madamoiselle from Armentieres, Parley Voo,
        'Madamoiselle from Armentieres,
         Hasn't been kissed for forty years,
         Inky Pinky Parley Voo.

         The Prince of Wales is gone to jail, Parley Voo,
         The Prince of Wales is gone to jail, Parley Voo,
         The Prince of Wales is gone to jail,
         For ridin' an ass without a tail,
         Inky Pinky Parley Voo.

         Up the stairs and into bed, Parley Voo,
         Up the stairs and into bed, Parley Voo,
         Up the stairs and into bed,
         Throw your oul' wan over your head,
         Inky Pinky Parley Voo.

There was another song which came back from the Front, but which is best left out. It certainly could not be mingled with children's rhymes.'

All the best,

Ian