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The Irish Pig

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‘Twas in the month of November,
As I very well remember,
I was walking down the street in drunken pride,
But my knees were all a flutter,
and I landed in the gutter,
and a pig came up and lay down by my side.
Yes, I was laying in the gutter,
thinking thoughts I could not utter,
When a colleen passing by did softly say,
“You can tell a man who boozes,
by the company he chooses”
And pig got up and quietly walked away.