Alaric and the Dagger

There was a lord named Alaric
Weela weela wahloo
There was a lord named Alaric
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh

He had a dagger sharp and long
Weela weela wahloo
He had a dagger sharp and long
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh

One night when he lay down his head
Weela weela wahloo
He placed the dagger by his bed
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh

As Alaric lay fast asleep
Weela weela wahloo
Into his bed the blade did creep
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh

So peacefully he did slumber on
Weela weela wahloo
Not knowing there was something wrong
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh

As he turned over in his sleep
Weela weela wahloo
The blade into his breast did creep
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh

The dagger stabbed and he got stung
Weela weela wahloo
The dagger stabbed and he got stung
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh

The moral of this story is
Weela weela wahloo
Don't keep daggers in your bed
Down in the Canton of Loch Ruadh