Long john silver had pint of ale
fell over a bucket and lived to tell his tale
his face rather white a awful shade of pale
got up and said another pint please
fell down again grovelled nicely please
the barmaid laughed and said you want
a pint of beer
stand up properly its right up here
he staggered up and reached for his ale
his leg got wobbly so did his ale
his parrot flew of shoulder
was heard to say
long john rather pale rather pale
you order pint i drink his ale
barmaid laughed at talking parrots tale
as long john silver fell over once again and never got his ale
as feathers ruffled inbetween squawks and sips of ale
as barmaid laughed at this squawking tale
never trust a parrot he will nick your ale .
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