An Irish Tale
There was only one bar...
A MILE LONG!
They didn't serve pints...
ONLY BUCKETS!
There was only one barmaid...
FOR EVERY MAN!
The guards came...
A BEAN GARDA!
She was wearing glasses...
AND NOTHING ELSE!
She took me to jail..
IT WAS FULL OF HOOKERS!
They cost a fiver...
I HAD A TENNER!
There was a plant...
A HASH PLANT!
It had no leaves...
I SMOKED THEM ALL!
AND that's the end...
TILL NEXT WEEK!
A MILE LONG!
They didn't serve pints...
ONLY BUCKETS!
There was only one barmaid...
FOR EVERY MAN!
The guards came...
A BEAN GARDA!
She was wearing glasses...
AND NOTHING ELSE!
She took me to jail..
IT WAS FULL OF HOOKERS!
They cost a fiver...
I HAD A TENNER!
There was a plant...
A HASH PLANT!
It had no leaves...
I SMOKED THEM ALL!
AND that's the end...
TILL NEXT WEEK!
An Irish Tale...a true virtue of a Friday night in Ireland.