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Alan Browne
Poems
Jul 2018
Me and my Humble pie
Me and my Humble pie
Me oh my, oh me and my.
Its time to eat some humble pie
What did I do last night I sigh,
My pounding head oh I want to cry
Ma, would you bring me water before I die
I'll give ya water when I blacken your eye
Well what did I do to deserve such a reply
Oh what did I do says the quiet little boy
Cant you remember what you done last night
No, what did i do, now asking you twice
Well besides being a sorry drunken sight
For the third time, what the hell did i do last night
Well ya drank 12 pints of barley ale,
And after which you were very pale
The yeast in the ale knocked my sail
Then turning my night into a dreary tale
Oh sure, 12 pints of yeast would have to be it
The reason for you swimming in your own *****
It happened, that's it, was the first of the year
Well If it happens again, your out on your ear,
Very well mama dear, I've been given the fear
Shall be it, the first and last of this year,
Ok little boy, let your performance be the last
Pace yourself please, don't drink like a calf
Now what are the chances of tea and some toast
For who's the one that loves you the most
Butter me up, tries the sick little boy
Sorry no tea, nor toast, just sweet humble pie
About been hungover after acting like a *******
Written by
Alan Browne
33/Tipperary, Laois
(33/Tipperary, Laois)
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