Classic Poem

Gozo my child is the isle of Calypso
That naughty young woman who made egg flip so
And all day long with a spoon did sip so,
And every morn in the sea did dip so
Whereon Ulysses seeing her strip so
And all her beautiful ringlets drip so
From her beautiful head to her beautiful hipso
Because her curls she never would clip so,
— Took to staying away from his ship so,
And she his mariners all did tip so
And fed them with chickens that had the pip so
For fear he should ever give her the slip so
And over the ocean start for a trip so
Singing — (with peculiar sweetness — ) " This is
I who have wheedled the wily Ul yss es,
With kurls and kobwebs and kustards and kisses
Gip so, whip so, crip so, and quip so
Flip so, bip so, rip so and zip so —
O naughty Calypso!
Which made the little hills for to skip so!"