Finn Mcgee and Me Part3

MacJock looked uptight

When we said "That's not right,

We're not paying one pence you see" 

Den Finn swung and missed

With his powerful fist

And it landed on the jaw of McGee

MacJock grabbed a bottle

Intending to throttle

The closest poor sod in his way

And this caused a ruckus

McGee was so luckless

It certainly wasn't his day 

But when Macjock hit McGee

He went flying you see

And busted MacJock's new table

Then McGee tossed a chair

Clear through the air

Hoping MacJock to disable

The others ensued 

In this Hullaballoo 

Until, all I could see was the brawl

There were glasses and mugs

Bottles and jugs 

Smashing against every wall

The place was a mess

I sure can attest

When the fightin' came to its end

Not an eye was still blinking

So I started thinking

Dat its tyme to go 'ome un mend





Just one more part will end it
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Delaney Avatar
April 18, 2014 at 2:42 AM
This is so entertaining. I will go and read the other parts two. Love your word play.
Curtis Avatar
April 18, 2014 at 6:24 AM
Thank You Suzanne, I do like telling stories, it's funny how things change, when I was younger, they used to call them lies.......just kidding
Williams Avatar
April 17, 2014 at 8:26 AM
oh nice, I must go back bow and read part 1 and 2 LOL Love it
Curtis Avatar
April 17, 2014 at 2:58 PM
Thanks Donald, it's comments like this that encourage me to finnish the story
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