There once was a fellow called Davy,

 whose hair was exceedingly wavy.

 With a glass to your eye,

in his locks, you could spy

 all the ships of her Majesty's Navy.

There was a young man from Dundee

whose neck was as long as could be.

 Said he with a laugh,

“No, I'm not a giraffe,”

 as he munched from the top of a tree.