Classic poem of the day
LANDLADY, BRANDY, AND WHISKY .
O N auld worm-eaten skelf, in cellar dunk,
Whare hearty benders synd their drouthy trunk,
Twa chappin bottles, pang'd wi' liquor fu',
Brandy the tane, the tither Whisky blue,
Grew canker'd; for the twa were het within,
An' het-skin'd fock to flyting soon begin;
The Frenchman fizz'd, and first wad fit the field,
While paughty Scotsman scorn'd to beenge or yield.
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Member poem of the day
Listen to the tunes of doom
Sing the lyrics of sadness
Awake, upon your grateful tomb
