Corned Beef and Cabbage (to the tune of "The Ballad of Lizzie Borden")

Yesterday in old Fall River Bishop Sean O'Malley said
Irish mustn't eat their saint's day fare, they must eat fish instead,
We can have our finnan haddie, we can dine on sole or cod,
But bloody beef and cabbage is an affront to our God.

(chorus)
Oh, Micks need corned beef and cabbage here in Massachusetts,
Saint Pat would be a-spinnin' in his tomb.
Oh, we gotta have our corned beef here in Massachusetts,
The thought of scrod just fills our hearts with gloom.

Now the laddies at the Shamrock bar have gone and hired a bus
And they're headed up to Boston where the church won't make a fuss;
They will eat corned beef and cabbage 'til it's comin' our their ears,
'Cause the Boston bishop's dispensation's eased them of their fears.

--seed