A little ditty I came up with upon coming home. (Note: This is NOT a confessional. Some parts are fiction. I will not specify which.) It is meant to be sung (in private) to the tune of the Punters' "Ladies' Man," which everyone should hear, not least because Sean plays the bodhran on that track. 

 

I used to be a proper girl,
A real upstanding dame
Since I've been up to George Street, though,
I haven't been the same.
I spent a week exploring
The ins and outs of vice -
Oh, Lordy, I was naughty,
But it felt so very nice.

On Monday, there was Fat Cat
On Tuesday night, The Dock
On Wednesday night, O'Reilly's
On Thursday, The Windsock
On Friday, The Rose & Thistle
On Saturday night, The Duke
On Sunday night, I stayed at home
And logged into Facebook.

I never will forget the night
I walked down Water Street.
And by the doors of Erin's Pub
some new friends I did meet.
They welcomed me with open arms,
they had me taste the screech.
Soon afterwards, I started to
drink everything within reach.

On Monday, there was Fat Cat
On Tuesday night, The Dock
On Wednesday night, O'Reilly's
On Thursday, The Windsock
On Friday, The Rose & Thistle
On Saturday night, The Duke
On Sunday night, I stayed at home
And logged into Facebook.

I never will forget one night,
My last night on the Rock.
I think we started at The Ship
And ended by The Dock.
I had a pint, a shot or three,
I popped out for a smoke.
Then I came right back in and got
A double screech-and-Coke.

At first, I didn't think it had
Affected me at all.
But in the morning, I woke up propped
Against some garden wall.

My story has no moral,
But I do have some advice -
To hold on to your dignity,
Dilute your drinks with ice.

I absolutely love it. You have a gift. Between Ode to George Street & The Rover's Comeuppance, you should move and begin your very own Newfoundland band, all boys but you.

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"I see you in the front row, bouncing up and down, you're ripped and ready for a night downtown." ~ Margarita
What's wrong with a little flirtation?

Monster Tee

Why thank you! :)

Hey, I kinda like that idea. I'm thinking I definitely need a guitarist, a fiddler (meow), maybe a (naked?) accordionist . . . oh, and a bodhran player too. I suppose.

Ooh, won't the auditions be fun!

*channeling Roxie Hart* "I'm gonna get me . . . a whole BUNCH of boys!"
 

Thish ish a *hic* I mean a hoot!

Love, Columbine 

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I am a musical instrument dunce, but don't some people play the accordian a little...low? Playing naked could lead to other problems. I, however, see no problems with a naked Bodhran player, if he drops the (whaddaya call it?) stick he has other things he can use. **mental picture too much..slipping into coma**

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"I see you in the front row, bouncing up and down, you're ripped and ready for a night downtown." ~ Margarita
What's wrong with a little flirtation?

Monster Tee

hey- what did i tell you about your naked muppet posts

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I ain't looking for help from on high. That's a long wait for a train don't come. -Malcolm Reynolds

JAYSIS, woman!!!!!!!

I would never have realized I had balls if I hadn't just felt them shrinking to the size of pine nuts. That sounds quite painful!

If I have anything to do with it, he'll keep using the tipper when he's playing the bodhran. These other things you mention are reserved for playing . . . other things.

*oopsies, I let the brain go there again . . . lemme join you in that coma*

Hey, what if they ALL play naked? *channeling Roxie Hart again* "It'll frame me bettah."  

Chiarascura:

If I have anything to do with it, he'll keep using the tipper when he's playing the bodhran. These other things you mention are reserved for playing . . . other things.

Metronome? Helps keep the rythmn.

**I think I should go to bed now...lovely dreams I'll have but I'm going to go off the deep end if this keeps up***

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"I see you in the front row, bouncing up and down, you're ripped and ready for a night downtown." ~ Margarita
What's wrong with a little flirtation?

Monster Tee

BTW. If they all play naked, they won't need to plug themselves in (to the amplifier, down girl). No one will be actually be listening anyway.

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"I see you in the front row, bouncing up and down, you're ripped and ready for a night downtown." ~ Margarita
What's wrong with a little flirtation?

Monster Tee

Just as long as they're not opening for the Police! 

Love, Columbine 

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Columbine:

Just as long as they're not opening for the Police! 

Love, Columbine 

What? I think my perverted brain is malfunctioning, I'm starting to see tippers that shouldn't be there in my Great Bug Sea pic. I don't get it.....oh wait...never mind.

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"I see you in the front row, bouncing up and down, you're ripped and ready for a night downtown." ~ Margarita
What's wrong with a little flirtation?

Monster Tee

Those are stingers, I think. Come and I Will Sting You, indeed.

As for who will be listening - well, I don't know, but I am hoping to get that same noisy, burly crowd that sings along enthusiastically to "No Nay Never." I'm sure a few extra tippers will hardly distract them at all. I want this to be a "man's man" kinda band, no soppy girly ballads or anything.

ETA: And dagnabbit, how did we get from a discussion of my sensitive, heartfelt, soul-baring verse to another smut-session? Not that I mind, you understand ;) And I do think this band could be great. Maybe we could make a reality show out of the auditions. You think Simon Cowell's available?

Chiarascura:

Those are stingers, I think. Come and I Will Sting You, indeed.

I think that song's entitled Sting and I Will...goodnight, I think I'll be off to bed now, I'm getting the shakes.

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"I see you in the front row, bouncing up and down, you're ripped and ready for a night downtown." ~ Margarita
What's wrong with a little flirtation?

Monster Tee

Shaken AND stirred, are we? ;)

I guess I'll be off to bed too . . . soon as I can stop giggling. You realize, if you and I ever got together in real life, we'd get arrested within an hour?

But which of us will Mr. McCann take the restraining order out on first? (I'm having trouble restraining myself and he's not even here.)

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"I see you in the front row, bouncing up and down, you're ripped and ready for a night downtown." ~ Margarita
What's wrong with a little flirtation?

Monster Tee