Bill Bentley Buck and Bob

Bill Bentley Buck and Bob
     by You-Can-Call-Me Ray Jay

Bill Bentley quickly buggered off
As soon as he was able

He leapt forthwith upon a steed

Acquired from the stable

He’d spent most of his father’s cash

On presents for his Rose

She’s hightailed it when that was gone 

Or so the story goes

We weep we pine we wring our hands

But all to no avail

The grace that’s i’the entire world

Won’t fill a leaky pail

So keep your pecker (courage—Med. Eng.) up my son

Don’t hasty into town

The one who gets up earliest

The sooner he’ll go down

So when the three mice felt the shame 

Unaided to their homes

They all lopsided went back to

And tried to hide their lame

The moral of the history of Bill  Bentley Buck and Bob

Is never give them anything

And never take a coin

Don’t namely give a shite

Addendum 

Bill Bentley Buck and Willy Bob

Agreed Will was a silly slob