Bless all the Answewrbank barmaids that have ever lived
who carried Featherlites, so knobbly ribbed,
who listened to waffle and crap I spoke
who granted the bard, a slap n poke,
who parted flaps whilst in drunken stooper
and gave the bird, to the party pooper,
the big ones, the small ones, the fat n thin
god bless slappers, that invited me in.
Bejeezus beghora, mag da horra,
Bless all barmaids, we'll shag on the morra.
big tits big ass, the ones that pass gas,
god bless the ones that Sqad and I have yet to harass,
for whisky, for beer, god bless ya m’dear,
even big sally; fer her gonorrhea.