Topic: To Bar Or Not To Baa
A few months back when I was in a pub having a meal and a drink with a friend, we watched this drunken guy enter the bar. He staggered up to the bar in slurred words loudly quoting Shakespeare. He was refused service as he left I noticed he had a jacket with the name of a sheep shearing contracting company on it. Just before he walked out the door, he yelled back to the barmaid that he loved her and she was welcome to shear a sheep with him any day. . I'm not sure if he meant share or shear a sheep. The other day while in town I saw this same man again hugging a parking meter telling it how much he loved it. Thinking about this man at home today these silly words entered my head.
To Bar or not to Baa
Ha ha ha your not pulling the wool over my eyes.
Said the barmaid as she pulled him aside.
Shakespeare my dear you’ll never hear round here.
Blah blah bar.
Share sheep no get your own.
You’ve had enough its time to go home.
Your not a barber or a shearer dear.
I’m not serving you another beer.
Hurry up get out of here.
Be careful.
Don’t fall in the Ha Baa dear.
Blah blah bar.
Hurry up get out of here.
Sling your hook.
Go home feed your chooks.
Don’t let our boxer spoil your looks.
I’m not serving you another beer.
Hurry up get out of here.
I’m not the sort of girl you would like.
Hurry up get on your bike.
I’m not serving you another beer.
Hurry up get out of here.
Wipe that sheepish grin of your face.
Your no longer welcome in this place.
You’re leaving here in disgrace.
I’m not serving you another beer.
Hurry up get out of here.
No more bar or blah blah tonight.
Tomorrow morning you will know I was right.
So honey dear don’t get uptight.
Before the boxer here give's you a hard right.
Goodnight sleep tight.
Get home and have a bite.