There once was a farmer who sat on a rock
Stroking his whiskers and shaking his
Fist at his neighbors who sat on their ricks
Teaching the children to play with their
Kite strings and marbles in the old days of yore
Along came a woman who looked like a
Decent young lady who walked like a duck
She said shed discovered a new way to
Bring up the children to sew and to knit
Down in the stables they were shoveling
Contents of stables left after the hunt
The carman was rubbing a nice piece of
Straw from the stables and gleaning the walls
In came the are maid to play with his
Dog from the dairy where she did belong
If you think this is dirty well you're fucking well wrong