These are lyrics learned over WAY to much Haig Pinch,
......written on bar napkins, in a place long ago,
....and far away.
Filthiest drinking song invented by man,....100+ verses.
All health , wealth, and good cheer to the Royal Canadian Black watch Troopers that taught me the few verses I remember.
On this solemn occasion, I'd like to read this one verse from "The Bull of Kerry Muir" over Lee24's bier.
" The village idiot he was there, and on the mantle he sat,
amusing himself by abusing himself , and catching it in his Hat"
Lee24, to a "T"
His departure calls up another verse, though:
" The village magician he was there, he held us all aghast,
he pulled his foreskin over his head, and vanished up his azz"
R.I.P., Lee.
GTC
