Bless Your Heart, They Don't Mind--they're Exceedingly

It's True I've Got No Shirts To Wear; It's True My Butcher's Bill Is Due; It's True My Prospects All Look Blue - But Don't Let That Unsettle You.

The Happiest Hour A Sailor Sees Is When He's Down At An Inland Town, With His Nancy On His Knees, Yo Ho! And His Arm Around Her Waist!

I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major General

Posterity Shall Know Of Me Even Less Than I Shall Know Of Posterity.

Merely Corroborative Detail, Intended To Give Artistic Verisimilitude To An Otherwise Bald And Unconvincing Narrative.