warning
A Warning on Spontaneous Combustion: O whisky is the king of drinks, Renowned the world oer, But heres a word o caution, Tae think of when ye pour. Theres a certain combination, That tastes so very good, But when it hits your tummy, And mixes with your food. Thats when the trouble starts, For yer pleasure hits overload, And half an hour later, Yell suddenly explode. So there ye are in the pub, Completely engulfed in flames, And yer good wifes dashing home, Tae lodge insurance claims. Well now that I have told ye, Dont say yeve no been warned, So dont try it oot yersel, Or yell soon be bein mourned.
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