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Ol' Nellie Bramble; she loved to drink She never washed and boy she did stink In every bar in town, she'd cause a scene And her rich language was quite obscene. She spent many a night in a police cell And all night long she'd scream and yell She'd cuss and sing throughout the night Then challenge all the duty cops to fight. Every day when the jail clock struck noon The police let her go saying "see you soon" She'd then head for a bar and order whiskey Try it on with the barmen and get frisky. One dark wet night Nellie ran out of luck When crossing the road didn't see a truck The driver braked hard but he was too late and poor old Nellie met with a terrible fate. She was cremated, and ashes put in an urn The bars proudly displayed it, each took a turn And at the end of the night they'd raise a glass To toast ol' Nellie that 'sweet' smelling lass. Written 9th June 2022.
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