So Poem by Robert Kirkland Kernighan

No female saint, ner yit a man,
Kin put a patch on Mandy Ann
On Mandy Ann McGowan.

Saint Paul onct said it to his flock,

So Mandy thinks it out of sight ;
It seems a saint will sometimes talk

Just like a common blatherskite.
She 's down on dancin every time :

The fiddlin fills her face with shame ;
She even thinks it half a crime

To frolic in a kissin game !
Thet kills me dead ! but I am boun
To straightway go and call her down.
I feel the more the list I scan,
From Saint Bersheba down to Dan,
There 's not a one of them thet can
Hold a light to Mandy Ann

To Mandy Ann McGowan !