QUARTERMASTER'S STORE

There are rats, rats, as big as alley cats,
At the store, [at the store.]
At the store, [at the store.]
There are rats, rats, as big as alley cats,
At the Quartermaster's store.

Chorus

My eyes are dim, I can not see.
I have not brought my specs with me.

[Repeat.]

MORE VERSES

Mice...running through the rice.
Snakes...as big as garden rakes.
Beans...as big as submarines.
Gravy...enough to float the navy.
Cakes...that give us tummy aches.
Eggs...with scaly chicken legs.
Butter...running in the gutter.
Lard...they sell it by the yard.
Bread...with great big lumps like lead.
Cheese...that makes you want to sneeze.
Soot...they grow it by the foot.
Goats...eating all the oats
Bees...with little knobby knees.

Owls...shredding paper towels.
Apes...eating all the grapes.
Turtles...wearing rubber girdles.
Bear...with curlers in its hair.
Buffalos...with hair between their toes.
Foxes...stuffed in little boxes.
Coke...enough to make you choke.
Pepsi...that gives you apoplexy.
Roaches...sleeping in the coaches.
Flies...swarming 'round the pies.
Fishes...washing all the dishes.
Moths...eating through the cloths
Scouts...eating brussel sprouts.
Leaders...slapping at the skeeters.