What Ever It Takes
It was gettin' late,
bot dere was one ting, I've been wantin ta see
Is whot ever 'appened to Wee Luck McGee
So by nature I traveled, to the pub way 'cross town
pulled up a stool and laid me coins down
I first had a pint, then another to follow
Und just a wee whiskey, barely a swallow
When I 'eard a door slam, and in pops McGee
Walkin' and wavein' his way right to me
"McGee you old sod, where've you been" I inquired
"Spendin' me nites filled with lust and desire"
McGee then sat down on the stool to me right
Popped in a smoke and asked for a light
"You dog" I declared, I was surely amazed
A man of his age should surely be praised
Dat's wen 'E produced two pills from 'is coat
And said pay attention you'll want to take note
I first take Vigara as part of me scheme
Den an Ambien to meet, the girl of me dreams
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2015
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