Victoria Victual
Victoria Victoria
My hoer bedside, the See
Newlyweds and Nearly-deads
Dock heirs a wave, spend spree
It's Capital Seat, streets swept neat
At seven bells shirk meek from sleep
Crack store door, legs spread feat
Cash bells ring: more for moor
Victoria you hoer
Ye smells like fish
Ya tastes like chicken
A salty wound, buttress thick in
Victoria Victoria
My whore beside the sea