Gilbert & Sullivan Rhymes

But it really doesn't matter whom you put upon the list, / For they'd none of 'em be missed -- they'd none of 'em be missed!

I thought so little, they rewarded me / By making me the Ruler of the Queen's Navy!

When Wellington thrashed Bonaparte, / As every child can tell, / The House of Peers, throughout the war, / Did nothing in particular, / And did it very well.

Oh, is there not one maiden here / Whose homely face and bad complexion / Have caused all hope to disappear / Of ever winning man's affection?

I am never known to quail / At the fury of a gale, / And I'm never, never sick at sea!

You must lie upon the daisies and discourse in novel phrases of your complicated state of mind, / The meaning doesn't matter if it's only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.

I've got to take under my wing, / Tra la, / A most unattractive old thing, / Tra la, / With a caricature of a face.

But very much better / Their lot it must be / Than that of the person / I'm making this verse on, / Whose head there's a curse on -- / Alluding to me!

About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news, / With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.

In enterprise of martial kind, / When there was any fighting, / He led his regiment from behind -- / He found it less exciting.

If I were Fortune -- which I'm not -- / B should enjoy A's happy lot, / And A should die in miserie / That is, assuming I am B.

(Very loud) With cat-like tread, / Upon our prey we steal; / In silence dread, / Our cautious way we feel.