Two Sailors

Two sailors seeking recreation On furlough for a short vacation Just turned themselves about When they heard a sweet shout Coming from a high elevation. Two painted ladies then they saw Which made them want to shout Hurrah! Quite easy on the eyes, Which came as a surprise, No inclination to withdraw. The shout came from the second floor Hey, you two swabbies washed ashore! My name's Buttercup; You two come on up And get what you've never had before. This filled the first young man with glee But the other said No, we've got to flee! We must get away quick, We don't want to be sick; It's clear they must have leprosy!