BAR GENTLEMEN

The behavior of some tavern people.

They all hang out at the bar,
soaking their brains in beer.

Passing gas, telling tales,
no sober man wants to hear.

Be alert and forewarned, take your wife not there,
like a pack of wolves-they will catch her in their lair.

Like dogs in heat, gathering all around,
it's the scent that makes their hearts pound.

Having scored, their victory complete,
the next day they gather to bleat.

That so-and-so, Harry's wife,
that poor man must have a horrible life.

Sunday they go to church and are made pure,
That they will tell you for sure.

Monday, they all hang out at the bar,
Harry's wife was just a two-bit "har."