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shazbat
shazbat
Oct 25, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

In the pub,Friday night

 In the pub,
Friday night

There’s always a fight

Cos somebody can’t hold his liquor
They should take my advice

It’s not very nice

To keep on attacking the Vicar

— shazbat, Oct 25, 2008

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Region, Country: Norfolk, UK, GBR

Favorite Poets: Kipling, T.S Eliot, Hilaire Belloc, Ogden Nash, Spike Milligan and many more.

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Arrow

17 years 7 months ago

Oh, my!

I assume it's the Vicar that can't hold his own? My only suggestion would be to try and even out the meter so it rolls along better. I enjoy your light work. Laughter is a gift.
shazbat

shazbat

17 years 7 months ago

We used to have a minister,

We used to have a minister, from one of the churches, touring the pubs in our town trying to convert people, trouble was, if he left it too late and the drink had taken hold, he would quite often be physically ejected. What you say about making it roll, to tell the truth after writing it I'd forgotten the rhythm and had trouble myself,I have tried it out, as it is,today with a small audience and it worked quite well. Being a Cockney can be difficult at times. John
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Arrow

17 years 7 months ago

Gotcha.

I thought it was the Vicar with the alcohol problem, which made the end confusing for me. Now, it makes sense. Too bad there's no audio so we can hear people reading some of their work.
Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard

17 years 5 months ago

Overdrinking.

This is a serious problem in England, even though you treat it lightly as usual. To judge from your comment, it seems the vicar in question was a brave man. Here in Oviedo, Spain, most people seem to drink some wine or beer every day, but then they don't overdrink on Fridays or Saturdays. Most young people are an exception though, as binge-drinking in parks and streets is their weekend hobby (and they leave an unholy mess behind them)... Best wishes, Robert.
shazbat

shazbat

17 years 5 months ago

Binge drinking has always

Binge drinking has always been with us, I was brought up in rural Essex in quite a "good" area, but all the fun used to be in the less solubrious places where heavy drinking was/is the norm. Used to have some great times and horrendous hangovers but, hopefully, never created a nuisance the way the youngsters do today. nowadays its just the odd glass of wine with a meal and even that can be too much for me. Regards John
Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard

17 years 5 months ago

Hi again,

Perhaps you could include a little more information about the minister in the poem, such as the fact (according to your comment) that he went round trying to convert people when they were drunk. That would help to explain why fights broke out, though some English boozers seem to like fighting just for the hell of it. Best wishes, Robert. P.S I wonder if the vicar turned the other cheek or gave as good as he got...
shazbat

shazbat

17 years 5 months ago

Actually this one came to me

Actually this one came to me when i remembered how the salvation Army used to come into the pub on a friday night, to sell the "War Cry", when the band were taking a break, they would be subjected to torrents of abuse but always managed to keep smiling. Regards john