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All Hail To Ale

A stout mug o ale
    needs be a fixin'
  whatever's ailin' ye, lad  

  And if that doesn't do it
    Here's what comes next
  You'll be eatin' the cookin' of Dad
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Fowler Avatar
June 14, 2023 at 6:52 AM
Maybe the lad drank to make his dad more interesting LOL Good one gw ;) laf
Rodrigues Avatar
June 13, 2023 at 4:59 PM
Ale and a little barbecue could fix you right up!
Romios Avatar
June 13, 2023 at 1:22 PM
Great rhyme from the Mastro. And smiles, too. Pangie. XX
Tor Avatar
June 13, 2023 at 10:08 AM
Lad took to the Ale. As his face turn white pale. His father the chef, Gave it his best. Unfortunately for lad. His cooking was bad...
Buehler Avatar
June 13, 2023 at 8:55 AM
I'm in full agreement with Shirley, LOL. :):):):):)
Hawkins Avatar
June 13, 2023 at 12:04 AM
Ailing Ale Has gone quite pale He has heard that Dad was cooking He quickly put on his hat and coat And sneaked out the door Before. His Dad came a looking
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