An Alphabet of the Royal — 1960

A A's the Aorta that all must rely on: if Reggie's in doubt he slips in some nylon. B is for Brown with his rag and his bottle: I am told that at Stormont there are some he would throttle. C is for Craig not tall or good looking: golf not too bad but a habit of hooking. D is for Desmond of blood sugar fame: I am told with his books he has made a great name. E is for Ernest, bald and sunburned: his motto is always 'leave no stone unturned'. F is for Frankie, I mean Frankie P., who knows all the heart waves from P through to T. G is George Johnston, a surgeon with skill: the 'gun' now has made his mortality nil. H is for Harley his skill with the pill keeps pregnancies down to virtually nil. I is for Irwin, a strong silent man who for vascular disease does the best that he can. J is Jack Pinkerton a midwife No. 1: occasionally here when not chasing the sun. K is for Kennedy this time it is Joe: if you can't pass your water he'll soon make it flow. L is for Logan for years nicknamed Bunny: his political views are serious not funny. M is for McKeown the lady professor: a friend to us all, her students all bless her. N is for Nevin professor genetic who says it's our genes that make us phrenetic. O is for Osterberg, expert with bones: a true successor to Sir Robert Jones. P is for Froggatt his first name is Peter: the dean for three years his hair could be neater. Q Q's are the queer ones I mean mental not sex: they're odd in their ways yet morals not lax. R is for Douglas the Scottish Rob Roy: up to date he has proven he's the 'broth of a boy'. S is for Swallow, whose tapping of keys leaves hardly a moment to tap scraggy knees.