His legs were in a Flemish bend
His spleen was knotted end to end
Unmesh his whiskers? Hell forfend!
Untying Rod O'Flanagan
His tongue was in a granny knot
His arms had mostly been forgot
Was Roddy kinkless? He was not!
Untying Rod O'Flanagan
His veins were in a rolling hitch
His brains unspooling in a ditch
His hair was, frankly, quite a bitch
Untying Rod O'Flanagan
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