April Song

This is the time of the Judas-tree
There's none to hang about with me

One is as none, but there is grim fun
Under the Yew, under the Ash
Under the Y'udash-tree

Under the boo under the bam
Under the bull under the ram
Under the bramble tree
The squirrels run

Three are as one
Twelve are as three
Under the do, under the done
Under the doo-don't tree.

This is the masochistic month
When priests do prance in hellish glee
Under the ewe under the ass
Under the Jew under the Dach
Aunder the Judas tree.