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THE MAN THAT RUM MADE!This is the man that RUM made.
This is the WEED that sowed the seed For making the man that RUM made.
This is the BEER, the jolly good Lager Firm Friend of Cider, the Rum-seller's tinder That goes with the WEED, that sowed the Seed For making the man that RUM made.
This is the WHISKY, to make you tipsy That follows the Wine the red red Wine Alluring from beer, the jolly good Lager Firm Friend of Cider, the Rum-seller's tinder That goes with the WEED, that sowed the Seed For making the man that RUM made.
This is the nose - that blossoms and grows On the face of the man that RUM made.
This is the eye, all bleared and awry Surmounting the cheek, all flabby and weak By the side of the nose, that blossoms and grows On the face of the man that RUM made.
This is the story the Stomach will tell, The stomach that once was healthy and well; Far worse than the throat of the whisky bloat, Below the eye, all bleared and awry Surmounting the cheek, all flabby and weak By the side of the nose, that blossoms and grows On the face of the man that RUM made.
This is the Liver all pickled and shrunk, Produced by the alcohol making him drunk, This aiding the story the Stomach will tell, The stomach that once was healthy and well; Far worse than the throat of the whisky bloat, Below the eye, all bleared and awry Surmounting the cheek, all flabby and weak By the side of the nose, that blossoms and grows On the face of the man that RUM made.
This is the WRECK that alcohol made, Of the man who was once sober and staid, Whose blood was diseased by the little blood cells, Being crippled or killed by the poison which tells, So fatal to liver all pickled and shrunk Produced by the alcohol making him drunk, This aiding the story the Stomach will tell, The stomach that once was healthy and well; Far worse than the throat of the whisky bloat, Below the eye, all bleared and awry Surmounting the cheek, all flabby and weak By the side of the nose, that blossoms and grows On the face of the man that RUM made.
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