Darn Pig!
March 26th, 2007
A beautiful Celtic lass sent me this.
> ‘Twas the pig fair in September
> A day I quite well remember
> For I was walking up and down in drunken pride
> When my knees began to flutter
> And I sank down in the gutter
> And a pig came up and lay down by my side
> As I lay there in the gutter
> Thinking thoughts I could not utter
> I thought I heard a passing lady say:
> “You can tell the man who boozes
> By the company that he chooses!”
> And with that the pig got up and walked away.
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