Saturday

Some Guinness was spilt on the barroom floor ...

... When the pub was shut for the night.
When out of his hole crept a wee brown mouse
And stood in the pale moonlight.
He lapped up the frothy foam from the floor
Then back on his haunches he sat.
And all night long, you could hear the mouse roar,
"Bring on the goddamn cat!"

2 comments:

Randy Winn said...

"...Then big black cat came out on the floor
And ate up the little grey mouse.
And the moral to this story is:
Don't never sneak a drink on the house!"

Leslie Lim said...

I would like to share it with all my friends and hope they will like it too.

Jenna
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