Rank Injustice

A Google search suggests that a robust little ditty my sainted father used to sing to me is nowhere to be found on the Web. Here goes:

The cats on the Isle of Man have no tails.
The cats on the Isle of Man have no tails,
While all the other cats in England, Ireland, Scotland, Wales
All have tails, all have tails.

We call this rank injustice, injustice.
We call this rank injustice, and to right it is our plan.
Close the door, they're coming in the window.
Close the window, they're coming in the door.
Close the door, they're coming in the window.
My God! They're coming through the floor!

This ditty was invariably followed by another:

There was a wooden soldier who had a wooden leg.
He had a wooden goose that would lay a wooden egg.
He laid the wooden egg all over the wooden farm,
And another little drink wooden do us any harm.

Dear old Dad of blessed memory used also to sing us bowdlerized versions of such ditties as "The Bastard Kind of England" and "Barnacle [né Bollocky] Bill the Sailor."

We must be faithful to tradition.