Thursday, September 06, 2012

Bricks In The Wall: Uneven

2 comments:

GDad said...

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street,
A gentle Irishman mighty odd
He had a brogue both rich and sweet,
An' to rise in the world he carried a hod
You see he'd a sort of a tipplers way
but for the love for the liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on his way each day,
he'd a drop of the craythur every morn

Ahistoricality said...

Whack-for-the-dol amd dance to your partner
Welt the floor your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told ya?
Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake!