Beano

The chara’ left the pub at seven thirty The lads were there on time, and full of cheer We heads off for the seaside, on our beano Me mates and me and loads of lovely beer As soon as we starts moving we starts drinking A couple, just to help to calm us down Pretty soon, I’ve had a half a dozen And that’s before the bus gets out of town Half way there we stops off for our breakfast A fry up’s what you need to set you right I sits down and I tucks in to full English At this rate I won’t last until tonight Back on board we has a few more bevy’s Only half an hour to the coast Then in the pub we drinks a fair few whiskies Before we all sits down for Sunday roast We drinks right through until the wee small hours I never thought I ever would survive The next time they all go out on a beano They’ll have to get some other mug to drive © John W Fenn 10-08-2009