Album: other songs

Beer Poem

the ice house was rocking cause the shitliz was all there guys were popping silver bullets there was bush in the air while labats blew a canadian jenny creamed up tot dave southern comfort to samuel adams while molson licked her golden spot paps put up and blue ribbon and said we will have a compition to see which ladys honey brown was truly fucken bitching killion red the results mrs.miller won we laughed but when she spread her legs we felt a genuine draft the orgys that followed was a real wild turkey i was smirnoff the juice with my little beef jerky johny walker blacked out and woke up to find petes wicked moosehead shoved up his behind, foster had a spanish bitch but when he went to eat em he found her way to salty her name was margarita st.paulys girl was on the floor her stats filled to the rim bud yelled out if her tot cant hold it i bet her hieny can and next to her lay old milwakee his face down in some piss gergaling like a pig it just doesnt get any better then this so when you wild little wide moulth and your brewing needs some head have a amstel light the side that hangs above my bed lick her in the rear SUCK MY FUCKING DICK BITCH AND SPIT IT IN MY BEER