The Little, Brown Mouse
Tune:  Itself 

Well, the liquor was spilled on the barroom floor
And the bar was closed for the night.
When out of a hole came a little, brown mouse
And he sat in the pale moonlight.

He lapped up the liquor on the barroom floor
And on his haunches he sat,
And all night long you could hear him ROARRR,
"Bring on the goddamn cat!"

Well, the cat came out and they had a little spat
And the cat ate up the little mouse. [chomp, chomp]
And the moral of this story iiiiis
You can't drink liquor on the house.

Drink it down, down, down ...


One I've known from the earliest days of my Hashing (spring/summer of 1997). Thus, I must've learned this one from Chuck E Cheeks, Denver/Boulder/Pikes Peak etc H's 3 and 4 and/or from FukStik, now hashing in Pittsburgh

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Created   :   2004 February 16
Modified   :   2004 February 23; March 3; October 26; 2005 November 11; 2006 January 28; 2009 October 13, 14: 2010 February 24
Author   :   Jeff "Little Head" Hutchinson
E-mail   :   Hutchinson dot Jeff at gmail dot com
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Copyright   :   2004-2010