We once had a clerk named Pyle
                            
                    Who had an affair with our file.
                            'Twas strewn askew
                            From K through Q,
                            
                    And the P's were all sticky and vile.
                            

There was a young lady named Mabel
Who said, "I don't thing I'm able;
But I'm willing to try.
So where shall I lie -
On the bed, on the floor or the table ?"

The Beer Prayer 

Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk, (I will be drunk),
At home as it is in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillage,
As we forgive those who spill against 
us.
And lead us not to incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the beer, the bitter, and 
the lager.

Barmen


Sent by aftab

Here was a young man of Cape Horn, 
                                        Who wished he had never been born. 
                                                      And he wouldn't have been, 
                                                      If his father had seen 
                                        That the end of the rubber was torn. 
                                                                                                                                      

There is evidence Clinton's largess
Has been witnessed and was, we might guess,
    In the trap of Lewinsky,
    When pulled out; 'Kaczynski-
Dooing, left him a bit of a mess.