Pretty as a Pin
As the night again draws in
she wears a cotton lace cap
o’er golden rag tied hair
…
Pretty as a brand-new pin
she was, tween courtesy, bow
and sheepish grin
…
And curly too by heck
just in time for breakfast sin
whey hey …
…
She coyly called to him
come take me Horatio where
the bloody hell ya bin ….