This boozes shan't stop my fig
From scourging my fair filly
From promenading zag-zig
From boozing nilly-willy
I love to gulp
Not because i am moneyed
Not because i bore my relation off
Not because of my job which i misplaced
I will wage war
On those who press me to breathalyse
On those who pity me from the law
On those, who my early death,they prophesy
I will be gay
With does who drink with my tenders
With does who hail me all day
With does Drink Mongers
That time i hate
Was when i thought of my life
Was when i saw my family ate
Was when i thought of warnings
Now i realise
That in my big safe no money
That my cough pains even my eyes
That my body smells like a dead pony
Therefore, this palmwine shan't stop my face
From staggering home like a wally
From snoring in any messy place
From gulping more of shepe, paraga or squaddie
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