'Ere the fish is local,
So's the licquor.
Yee loose yer tongue,
Yer better run quicker.
Bring all the younguns,
Yours and the strays.
Kraoke night has
No room for the gays.
Two-dollar long-necks
'N free gummy worms.
'N strange Uncle Marvin,
(He makes us all squirm.)
We got Health inspected
In Dick Nixon's day,
No papers to show,
But we did ok!
Nearly wholesome foods
'N gals missing teeth,
If you don't "like" us,
We'll break both yer feet.
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