Mary had a little lamb.
Her father shot it dead.
Now it goes to school with her.
Between two chunks of bread
Mary had a little skirt
with splits right up the sides.
Everywhere that Mary went
the boys could see her thighs.
Mary had another skirt
'twas split right up the front
…But she didn’t wear that one often
Mary had a little lamb,
His fleece was white and wispy.
Along came foot and mouth disease,
And now it’s black and crispy.
Mary had a little Ram,
Who kept on having frollicks,
It jumped over the garden fence,
And landed on its…
Mary had a little pig
She kept it fat and plastered
And when the price of pork went up
She shot the little porker