Rum

POETRY NEWS #4260
Date: 02/19/2013 at 09:47
From: Page Finchy Ithilien
To : Everyone
Subj: Rum

There's never a brew that so fills up your tum,
Or so finely a thing to make a shut mouth ungum.
So its good to defy those whom dare say,
Against the name of good rum everyday.

ooooooooooooooooh,

Let us drink let us quaff!
Let us drink 'till there's droff!
It so puts a fine smile on your dear face,
or fills your feet with so unknown grace.
To rum, rum rum.
Rum rum rum!

When I was a lad my dad didst me brew,
A fine old sugary and tad sickly stew.
I didst gulp and didst suuuuup,
and didst end all arse up!

ooooooooooooooooh,

Let us drink let us quaff!
Let us drink 'till there's droff!
It so puts a fine smile on your dear face,
or fills your feet with so unknown grace.
To rum, rum rum.
Rum rum rum!

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Glacian, in the year 618 AF.