Another one for your collection...

Daisy, Daisy,
Will we ever be wed?
You're so lazy,
You never get out of the bed.
And should there ever be a marriage,
They won't be any carriage.
It'll be quite neat,
To go down our street
On a bicycle when we get wed.

But Padraig, dear Padraig,
Then I can't marry you,
Coz I can't cycle,
And I'm in the family way too;
And if you're not getting a carriage,
Then you'll not be getting a marriage,
For I'll be damned
If I will be crammed
On a bicycle made for two!