Oh, very well then Dave, here's my contribution to your lexicographical exhortation. Here's a song I once learnt. You'll probably wish you'd never asked!

When Pa was a little boy like me,
He used to go in swimming.
He used to go way up the creek
Where there was no fear of wimming.

One day some people came that way
And stole all Pa's APPAREL.
He stayed in the water all that day,
And at night came home in a barrel.

Sorry!