
There was a young harlot named Schwartz	
Whose cock-pit was studded with warts,
	And they tickled so nice
	She drew a high price
From the studs at the summer resorts.

Her pimp, a young fellow named Biddle,
Was seldom hard up for a diddle,
	For according to rumor
	His tool had a tumor
And a fine row of warts down the middle.
