Quafftide!
Put all thoughts aside
And drink
Don’t think
Just pick up your glass
Go on, get off your arse,
And join us in merriment,
It won’t be to your detriment,
No!
Come and choose your tipple,
Seize it in your hand’s gripple
And savour that first sipple
That will take you on this triple.
For tis quafftide,
Come for the ride
Stay for the cheer
There’s much more here
Than just pale beer
It can be soft and cold or hot,
Whatever you like or have got,
Just pull up a chair and chat
Take off your coat,
Put down your hat
For, I tell you -
Quafftide!
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