[POOH-BAH]
Young man, despair
Likewise go to
Yum-Yum the fair
You must not woo
It will not do:
I'm sorry for you
You very imperfect ablutioner!
This very day
From school Yum-Yum
Will wend her way
And homeward come
With a beat of drum
And a rum-tum-tum
To wed the Lord High Executioner!
And the brass will crash
And the trumpets bray
And they'll cut a dash
On their wedding day
She'll toddle away, as all aver
With the Lord High Executioner!
[NANKI-POO & PISH-TUSH]
And the brass will crash
And the trumpets bray
And they'll cut a dash
On their wedding day
Young man, despair
Likewise go to
Yum-Yum the fair
You must not woo
It will not do:
I'm sorry for you
You very imperfect ablutioner!
This very day
From school Yum-Yum
Will wend her way
And homeward come
With a beat of drum
And a rum-tum-tum
To wed the Lord High Executioner!
And the brass will crash
And the trumpets bray
And they'll cut a dash
On their wedding day
She'll toddle away, as all aver
With the Lord High Executioner!
[NANKI-POO & PISH-TUSH]
And the brass will crash
And the trumpets bray
And they'll cut a dash
On their wedding day
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