As I travelled to St. Eve…
As I travelled to St. Eve
I met a man, his name was Steve;
he said to me, ‘You’d better leave;
you’re not welcome here.
“Why?” I said, “What can it be?”
He said to me, “You are a flea,
sat upon the back a black sea rat.”
I was dumbfounded – and more than that.
Eventually, I replied,
“A plague upon your houses!”
Which, to be honest,
was really quite ironic.