Little miss Norrington
Was far from a simpleton
She knew how to butter her toast
Her charms worked well on men
She took them to her kitchen
And there she put them on roast.
Little miss Norrington
She liked the taste of mutton
But man-flesh was her favourite
A glassful red wine
Went along just fine
She said, "Bon appetit".
Little miss Norrington
Couple yards silk, fancy collaret and button
Oh! She knew her looks could kill
Once out on a holiday
On some distant bay
She nonchalantly murdered Bill.
Little miss Norrington
Once her beauty was gone
None ever came at her door
Her charm having been worn
She became forlorn
And this is where the story ends, I won't tell you no more.
Was far from a simpleton
She knew how to butter her toast
Her charms worked well on men
She took them to her kitchen
And there she put them on roast.
Little miss Norrington
She liked the taste of mutton
But man-flesh was her favourite
A glassful red wine
Went along just fine
She said, "Bon appetit".
Little miss Norrington
Couple yards silk, fancy collaret and button
Oh! She knew her looks could kill
Once out on a holiday
On some distant bay
She nonchalantly murdered Bill.
Little miss Norrington
Once her beauty was gone
None ever came at her door
Her charm having been worn
She became forlorn
And this is where the story ends, I won't tell you no more.
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