Now, who this tale of truth shall read,
Each man, and mother’s son, take heed:
Whenever to drink you are inclined,
Or short skirts run in your mind,
Think! you may buy joys over dear:
Remember Tam o’ Shanter’s mare.
By: Robert Burns
That second one by far
Me guess by now ya are
A wee bit out off yer skull
The night still young, not dull
Some brew with ten Booms to star
Havin ya ask for another glass full.
Cheers Mate, I'm goin for a Golden Dragon - Imperial Stout.
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Nice :D
Thank you very much! 😎👍
Fantastic rhyming!!! In the spirit of the Scots bard himself!!
Hehe, I do feel a bit tiddly it must be said!! That's a fine looking beer. Chin chin my friend!! :0)
Thanks! 😁👍
Can imagine the second one hitting the tiddly diddly spot quite a bit. Feeling a little woozy myself, but in a nice way. 🥴
To life my friend! 🍻
Life and all it throws at us!!!
Cheers dudeski!!
Cheers to that! 🍻
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