Boards Index General discussion Art, poetry, music and film IS IT NEARly WORth anyTHING?

Viewing 5 posts - 1 through 5 (of 5 total)
  • Author
    Posts
  • #2482

    I’ll always REMEMBER,
    tWElve dayS IN deceMbER,
    I haD a verruca O’n my HEart;
    thE VERruca THOUGHT ME 0bNOxioUS,
    So nOW WE aRE APart. (is it?)
    8)

    #182069

    Did I really drink that much last night?! :oops:

    #182070

    @Ow£n Ka$h wrote:

    Did I really drink that much last night?! :oops:

    Seven Drunken Nights

    As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
    I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
    Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
    Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?

    Ah, you’re drunk,
    you’re drunk you silly old fool,
    still you can not see
    That’s a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
    Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
    But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before

    And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
    I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
    Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
    Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be

    Ah, you’re drunk,
    you’re drunk you silly old fool,
    still you can not see
    That’s a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me
    Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
    But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before

    And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
    I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
    Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
    Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be

    Ah, you’re drunk,
    you’re drunk you silly old fool,
    still you can not see
    That’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me
    Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
    But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before

    And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
    I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
    Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
    Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be

    Ah, you’re drunk,
    you’re drunk you silly old fool,
    still you can not see
    They’re two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me
    Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
    But laces in Geranium pots I never saw before

    And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
    I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
    Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
    Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be

    Ah, you’re drunk,
    you’re drunk you silly old fool,
    still you can not see
    That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me
    Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
    But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before

    And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be
    I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be
    Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
    Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be

    Ah, you’re drunk,
    you’re drunk you silly old fool,
    still you can not see
    That’s a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me
    Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
    But fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before

    As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be
    I saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be
    Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
    Who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing should be

    Ah, you’re drunk,
    you’re drunk you silly old fool,
    still you can not see
    That’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me
    Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more
    But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before

    :wink:

    #182071

    It’s all a Enigma to me. :wink:

    #182072

    @rubyred wrote:

    enigmas are good,:) hiya handsome :)

    Handsome? :shock:
    Are you sober? :lol:

Viewing 5 posts - 1 through 5 (of 5 total)

Get involved in this discussion! Log in or register now to have your say!