Curt-Dog was a little bum.
A poet, aye, was he.
He wrote some songs of lust and love
And published them for free.
Many bums enjoyed his songs,
But others were upset.
He, to the others, just did say,
‘Ye pay for what ye get.’
He had some good and faithful friends
Who liked to sing his songs.
The Curt was sure their heads had been
A-stricken by some gongs.