(spoken in a thick Irish Brogue)
"It was a day last semptember, a day I well remember,
I was walking up and down in drunken pride,
When my my knees began to flutter, and I lay down in the gutter, and a pig came and lay down by my side.
As I lay there in the gutter, thinking thoughts I could not utter, I thought I heard a passing lady say:"you can tell a man who boozes, by the company he chooses" and with that the pig got up and walked away"
-Boys of the Lough "General Guinness"