Harp Lager.

Harp lager. Booze fart in heaven.
Lager be thy name.
My drunken bum.
There will be fun.
In the pub at half past seven.
Give us this day our drunken spread.
And a look at some ladies ass’s.
As we headbutt those that steal our glasses.
And lead us into drug experimentation.
And deliver us from sobriety.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s