once upon a time - DRIVING AROUND

The day out has ended.

Raucous laughter all day of three men

As I drove them round the Antrim glens.

Alfie, Joe, Gusty. Sorry Gusty likes his full title, Augustus..

Stopped of at the Central Bar in Ballycastle
Some of them were hungry ya see.
The only seats left were high up against the wall.
Alf is a giant among men, though not very tall,

After we ate Alf asked where the toilets were.
As he tried to stand up his feet couldn’t touch the ground.

Dissapeared under the table like the titanitic going down'.

His mates picked him up and sat him back on his chair

Showed him the stairs.
Told him the toilets are up there, not under the table.

When his mates went to pay the bill

Alf had sorted it out.
You might ask and why not.?

Well ya see Alf is a Scotsman though lives in Manchester now .

Best not slander his character.

Fierce wee men they breed in Scotland.

We all dandered along Ballycastle seafront,
Looking seawards towards Rathlin Island.
Wandered Glenariffe's damp pathways

Alf marveling at the waterfalls exclaimed 'what a beautiful place'.

Gusty rolled his fag as he strolled quietly along

Murmuring, I lived here a long time ago
Never knew of the waterfalls.

Now I haven’t mentioned the Joe fellow much
lLft him sitting outside Laragh Lodge.
Doesn't like to walk or talk to much the Joe fella.

Ach, Joe's grand.
Keeps on telling us he's a humble man.
Humble is as humble does.
Have to think about that one.
Our day out finished in Belfast
Thats where Joe and I live.
Alf and Augustus flying back to Manchester.

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DRIVING AROUND