We gulped a gallon of 50 Ale
While listening to the beats of 50 cents
Marking a golden anniversary
On Waverley Street we read a map
We bagged a handful of five-ohs
Blaring a censure in our halos
When cruising the routes in Winnipeg
Above the fifty you’re pegged
Abba Simon is gone they said to us
And so are the fifty popes before
It won’t be great drinking your way
While paying the toll to the great beyond.
Photo credit:Colin Behrens. Image link: Pixabay
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