The bard celebrates two other fine practitioners of the art, and laments a lost brewer
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Thinking Back to How He Got Here
The man’s propped up on the sofa
Struggling with the stories in his drink.
“He just fucking stuck him with the glass.”
There was no full time at the bar up there
And you never sang the same songs.
“It flowed out of him like lads after the match.”
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