Rupert Holmes - Out On a Limerick-Rosa lyrics

Rosa Thank god for that! The sheep has been sheared! I don't know how men live through heat with a beard Gladly I shed this tent of a coat My explanation I now emote: My motive in taking this role Of a wigged and white-whiskered soul Was to ably disguise My most feminine size When I'd take an enquiring stroll For strangers who'll chat with a chap And reveal this and that in a snap Are remarkably leery Of women who query Too much. It's a great handicap So this disguise saw me through it Playing the part of a man! Really there's nothing much to it-- Most any animal can! Climbing out on a limerick, out on a limerick Out on a limerick air! I found a theatrical kit And as Datchery I did my bit So to clear neville's name (I confess to my shame ‘twas for vengeance as well, I admit) I followed John Jasper high-low Found the dens he descends to below And when puffer came here ‘twas immediately clear My suspicions were quite apropos So I crept in the lodgings of jasper Dressed in this garb, what a sight! There I found my mother's clasp, the One I gave Edwin that night Jasper took it from Ned after hurling him dead To the weir riverbed, I suppose “Rosa Bud Datchery” knows! And the proof is quite clear Let us bring jasper here To be tried and the tied up and strung! And from this limerick, let him be hung!