Irish Side Poem by Him Name

I go down to the pub and am greeted by only cheers and a beer
Soon happiness becomes the world until our hatte begins to seer
Outside covered in mud we will fight but after laughs and another pint
We will forget our petty plight
Together we will sing of time of old
And drink if not just to fend of the cold
So let this be a message to all gentelmen who drink
Stay friends or forsake the liqour down the sink!