What Is The Moral? Who

We're Poor Little Lambs Who've Lost Our Way, Baa! Baa! Baa! We're Little Black Sheep Who've Gone Astray, Baa-aa-aa! Gentlemen-rankers Out On The Spree, Damned From Here To Eternity, God Ha' Mercy On Such As We, Baa! Yah! Bah!

We Never Pay Anyone Dane-geld, No Matter How Trifling The Cost; For The End Of That Game Is Oppression And Shame, And The Nation That Plays It Is Lost!

'e's All'ot Sand An' Ginger When Alive, An''e's Generally Shammin' When'e's Dead.

The World Is Very Lovely, And It's Very Horrible--and It Doesn't Care About Your Life Or Mine Or Anything Else.

Beware Of Overconcern For Money, Or Position, Or Glory. Someday You Will Meet A Man Who Cares For None Of These Things. Then You Will Know How Poor You Are.