"Thanks for all the suggestions."
Thanks for the opportunity to dig out the songs and stories

There was a Liverpool children's chant I heard as a child not long after the war - it never made the printed collections because of it's vulgarity, I suppose - (I must have been one of the Opie's "ogre children")

I lost my arm in the army,
I lost my leg in the navy
I lost my cock in the butcher's shop
And they found it in the gravy

They don't make 'em like that any more
Jim Carroll