Rhymes against humanity
What followed quite nearly became a big fight.
"I'll have a pint," said the first to the 'tender.
"I'll have a half," said the next fellow down.
"I'll have a quarter," said the third (no big spender).
"Give me an eighth," said the next, like a clown.
The bartender fumed -- He was 'bout to flail
But finally stopped the men, went to the spout
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Drew up two pints, set them down at the rail.
Said "Enough of this nonsense -- you all work it out."
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