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SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!
The Challenge: After munchkins, ferrets, panties, and streakers, and considering the recent Carnival /
Mardi Gras madness, I thought we could all use a good stiff drink (that is, unless you've given up the hooch for Lent!).
So here's a little story of compassion and sharing that deserves a good song or two -- On Air Traffic Controller Excuses for Stealing Drinks:
Peter Smith, an air traffic controller trainee, excuses himself to the judge after being charged with the theft of a glass of beer from a bar -- "I am definitely not guilty.
Making my way home from the control tower, I saw a man standing in the street with a glass of beer in his hand.
He told me that the glass was stuck to his hand and asked me to help him get free of it.
When I had done so, he gave me the glass and its contents by way of a reward."
Ale Ails by MMario
(Tune: Red-Haired Mary)
As I was coming home from labours
Just about the hour of nine
Standing there outside the barroom
What do you think that I should spy?
Chorus:
Keep your hands off of my ale, sir!
I would never be a thief
It is but my just reward, Sir!
For helping drunkards on the street!
A man was standing in the alley
Pale and shaky as could be
Help me, friend, he called to me
For I'm as desperate as can be.
Chorus
See the glass stuck to my hand now
Full of ale foamy and brown
I have need of both my hands now
But there's no place to put it down!
Chorus
So I took the glass he offered
So both hands to use could he
For his bladder was a burstin'
The poor man just had to pee!
Chorus
When he was done he took a look
At the glass which I had took
Turned pale green, and said to me
Keep ale and glass in lieu of fee!
Chorus
That, lieutenant, is the answer
Why I'm here with glass in hand
Though it looks as I'm a thief, sir
What you see is an honest man!
Chorus