said to Mick: "I'd really like a pint of beer,
but all we
have's one dollar coin," and Mick said: "Give it here -
I have a
little plan a roguish uncle told to me,
right there, me boyo, we'll be drinking soon - for free!"
into a butcher shop, and came out with a bag,
big red sausage, Murphy cried: "A bloody snag?
remind you that we do not own a barbecue?"
his mate replied, "and I shall tell you what we'll do."
into a pub, Mick said: "Two pints of Guinness, please,"
drank the beers, then Murphy got down on his knees,
unzipped his trousers, and the sausage flopped right out,
started sucking it, they heard the barman shout!
them out, of course, no thought of asking them to pay,
mate," cried Murphy, "we'll do this all bleedin' day!"
into another pub, their acting worked a treat,
pint, a sausage suck, then thrown into the street!
there in the gutter, after hotel number ten,
Murphy said, "I'm way too full to drink again,
my knees are
getting sore as hell from kneeling on the floor,
it quits for now, my boy, I can't drink any more!"
by me," said Mick, "I've had me fill of Guinness now,
something that perhaps I should have told you anyhow -
I'd like to
thank you, Murphy, you're a real good friend, you see,
I lost the
bloody sausage back at hotel number three!"
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