Eponymous beer no.2
I met a kingfisher,
he was a real fist-squisher.
We went for an eponymous beer and well,
you get the picture.
He fluffed his wings and flew away
rain! rain! go away!
My bird, birdie blue again
I heard that you were suffering,
come back to ma cosy den and we can do some cuddling.
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