One Hamilton
Farr
Was a jolly Jack Tar
Who liked the odd drink
From a jug or a jar
One tropical night
Just before it got light
He drank himself dead
In a Balinese bar
It’s an odd fact about ditties that most of them drop into
my head ready made without reason or conscious intent. The above is an example,
so don’t ask me who Hamilton Farr was or how his demise came to be all written
up on a piece of white paper in front of my mind’s eye. It just happens.
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