Les choses étant ce qu'elle son et l'inspiration comme elle vient... Un gage sur hordes a donné une chanson sur Morti et son amour de l'alcool (Ale Hound *-*) Sur un air de West Side Story :
I feel prettyI feel groggy
I feel groggy, oh so groggy
I feel groggy cause of that headache.
It’s a pity, got nothing to drink, today.
And it’s spinning, oh so spinning
It’s alarming how spinning it is !
And so groggy
That I hardly can believe it’s real.
See the two girls in that mirror there
Who do both look tired ?
Such a tired face, such a tired hair,
Such a groggy smile, such a groggy me !
I feel dying and I’m spinning
Feel like drumming a fanfare in my head.
For I’m drunk
By such a large amound of ale !
Have you met my good friend Morti Mere ,
The drunkest girl of the world ?
You’ll know her the minute you see her
She’s the one who isn’t able to stand yet.
She thinks she ain’t drunk,
She thinks she’s ok
She is just so drunk
She almost got knocked
It must be the ale
Or peraps the whisky
Or too much eggnogs
Or maybe the brandy
Keep it away from her, save alcohols !
This is so the Morti Mere we know
Sitting in the hall, with her keg of ale
Just the two of them, out of her mind !
You’re a Ale Hound now ! We got favor of Gods ! Speech ! Speech !
I feel groggy, oh so groggy
That somebody shoud give me a drink.
And a party
Should be organised to share some drinks
I feel funny, I feel spinning
I feel drumming and I’m gonna be sick.
And so groggy I should better go quick
See the two girls in that mirror there ?
What mirror where ? Who do both look tired ?
Wich ? What ? Whom ? Where ?Such a tired face, such a tired hair,
Whooom ? Whooom ?Such a groggy smile, such a groggy me !
Whooom ? Whooom ?I feel dying and I’m spinning
Feel like drumming a fanfare in my head.
For I’m drunk
By such a large amound of ale !
Mer 16 Juin - 21:14
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