Gentlemen.....a heartfelt plea from pub landladies everywhere....
If your tummy is too large,
Or your willy is too small,
If your aim is just so sloppy
That you couldn't hit the wall,
Please remember us lasses,
As you piddle on the floor,
Have a sit down wee,
Behind a locking door.
How I sighed as I mopped,
Though I love you like a mum,
But I'm here to serve a pint,
Not to wipe your bum!
It's really so unpleasant,
It's not rock and roll or punk,
Please don't leave stinky puddles,
Please learn to aim your junk.
Thank you!
Wee Shall Overcome xxx