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Lush Limerick
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There once was a likeable lush
who drank till he made himself blush
he drank and up ended
fine rye whisky blended
then passed out cold under a bush.
.
A friend found him after a search
in a graveyard beside a small church
You are drunk again
my oft drunken friend
still I can't leave you here in the lurch.
.
His friend dragged him into a tavern
the lush thought it was a nice cavern
after coffee and water
he yelled to the waiter
tis for a glass of rye whisky I yearn.
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The friend threw up both his hands,
"Let him sleep wherever he lands!"
Out into the night
the lush staggered from sight
shouting rather outrageous demands.
.
The sagacious bartender went hush
for he feared for the life of the lush
said, "What if the poor lad
was found lost, drunk, and dead?"
The friend fled from the bar in a rush.
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Lady A
05-04-17
717p
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