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Monday, May 28, 2012

There's Chianti in the Carafe

Air: Whiskey In The Jar

As I was posting bon mots and doing a bit of blagging,
I met a brazen troll, oh and my buddies he was slagging.
I first adduced indiff'rence, elliptically deplored him;
I shared a Blondie classic, then I studiously ignored him.
With me ring dumma tone dumma larf
Whack for my daddio
Give me your addy-o,
There’s Chianti in the carafe.

I deconstruct his bunny, which makes an ugly patter.
I’d chop it into couplets and I’d serve it on a platter.
I called the rubbish po’try, recited it to Emmy.
She uploaded a mashup to a film by Jonno Demme.
With me ring dumma tone dumma larf
Whack for my daddio
YouTube and Vimeo,
There’s Chianti in the carafe.

From Stephen Fry on Twitter a mention made her fortune
And Emmy's billion hits paid for a house in Temple Fortune.
The house she named it Rime Riche, next door to Lenny Henry’s;
And I’m the son-of-a-biche that's left without a single penny.
With me ring dumma tone dumma larf
Whack for my daddio
That's a nice patio,
There’s Chianti in the carafe.

Now some men like the porno and some men like the blogging
And some men get reborn though others rather go out jogging,
But me I like the Facebook, and also love the Twitter,
But the devil take that woman for she left me in the shitter.
With me ring dumma tone dumma larf
Whack for my daddio
And now I have to go,
There’s Chianti in the carafe.

--
Stephen Moran

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