weggl Posted February 3, 2011 Share Posted February 3, 2011 There is a man called Slurtis a man who stagers a lot He stagers when he\u2019s pissed And stagers when he\u2019s not. He staggers in the street, the stagger will not fail Many times to his surprise He\u2019s woken up in jail. Counseling he has sought to remove this dreaded blot Hypnosis it did fail Seems that staggering, is his lot. His trouble it began, when he found the Coopers site His wanderings all commenced One September night. Many medical examinations found the dreaded fault It was air locks and fermenters Yeast and hops and malt. So if he could abstain he would lose the constant fear Keep away from Coopers And the art of making beer. But alas poor old Slurtis, resist he just could not So if you meet him on the street You\u2019ll find Slurtist still stagers a lot. Weggl Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Muddy Waters Posted February 3, 2011 Share Posted February 3, 2011 I'm so impressed with your latest poem Warren that I won't even asked what it means to stager [innocent] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
weggl Posted February 7, 2011 Author Share Posted February 7, 2011 I don't know either Muddy. I guess we will have to ask Slurtis???[roll] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Squishy Posted February 7, 2011 Share Posted February 7, 2011 It's what happens if you drink too much larger!!![lol] [lol] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Muddy Waters Posted February 7, 2011 Share Posted February 7, 2011 Ahh, that'd be it [biggrin] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
weggl Posted February 7, 2011 Author Share Posted February 7, 2011 No Squishy, only when you drink Larger Lagers[innocent] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty A Posted February 7, 2011 Share Posted February 7, 2011 I seem to have a curse with these Largers. I am always reluctant to brew them[biggrin] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
weggl Posted February 7, 2011 Author Share Posted February 7, 2011 Sorry Muddy, dropped a "g" just as I added an "r" to "lager. Piss pots don't make verry good typist. but we must "play up, play up and play the game". Plagiarized from Sir Henry Newbolt's "Vitai Lampada".[crying] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
weggl Posted February 7, 2011 Author Share Posted February 7, 2011 Come on Matty, cold enough in Blayney to brew larger lagers any time of the year. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty A Posted February 7, 2011 Share Posted February 7, 2011 Haha it was the other day. It started raining and it got to 12C. A big change from the 28C the day before. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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