In far Tibet
There lives a lama.
He got no papa,
Got no mama.
He got no wife,
He got no chillun.
Got no use
For penicillun.
He got no soap,
He got no opera.
He don't know Irium
From copra.
He got no songs,
He got no banter.
He don't know Hope,

 Copra is dried coconut meat. “He don’t know Irium / From copra,” then, suggests that this lama can’t tell a newfangled teeth-cleaning product from simple food (maybe a food he eats and needs to clean from his teeth?).
I Will Arise and Go Now