Classic Poem

There was a man lived in the moon,
and his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle,
and his name was Aiken Drum.

And his hat was made of good cream cheese,
and his name was Aiken Drum.
And he played upon a ladle, etc.

And his coat was made of good roast beef,
and his name was Aiken Drum.

And his buttons were made of penny loaves,
and his name was Aiken Drum.

His waistcoat was made of crust of pies,
and his name was Aiken Drum.

His breeches were made of haggis bags,
and his name was Aiken Drum.

There was a man in another town,
and his name was Willy Wood;
And he played upon a razor,
and his name was Willy Wood.

And he ate up all the good cream cheese,
and his name was Willy Wood.
And he played upon a razor, etc.

And he ate up all the good roast beef,
and his name was Willy Wood.

And he ate up all the penny loaves,
and his name was Willy Wood.

And he ate up all the good pie crust,
and his name was Willy Wood.

But he choked upon the haggis bags,
and there was an end of Willy Wood.
And he played upon a razor,
and his name was Willy Wood.