Fill 'Er Up, Boys
Into Clyde's Bar sauntered a sot named Stutz,
Sporting one of the most ponderous gutz!
Placing his gut on the bar,
He roared a hardy, "Har! Har!"
Saying, "Fill 'er up with cold beer and nutz!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2017
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