Shloope was shloshed at Schniffery’s

Half a day and half again

since Donegal’s had seen the man

who truddled round the farberquim

the porter claimed he’d not seen him.

And grumpy Grifflabasherim

insisted he’d seen nowt of him.

Then near to half past quarter ten,

aspied he was near Quibulen,

with characters of shifty sort

and women, or so they report.

His coat in tatts, his trousers torn

his nose a’blooded, face forlorn.

with scuffed up shoes and smudged up knees,

for Shloope was shloshed at Schniffery’s.

 

 

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