I learned it form my father about 75 Years ago this way.

Her name was Duck Foot Sue, the girl I loved so true.
She had an upper lip like a rudder of a ship,
and she walked like a kangaroo. She had a pretty little Graveyard laugh,
a head like a Mexican calf, she was long built, limber built, gunboat brig, with a ball on her maintop gaff.