Rum-tum-tiddle dum, Rum-tum-tiddle-dum
Drink we to joy and to laughter
Pass me a beer and a cup of good cheer
And I’ll be your friend ever after
Raise ye now your glasses high, and toast our King so dear
Though He has got a mighty thirst, He’s still left us some beer
Fill your cups and toast ye now our gracious Queen so fair
The cordials which she gave to us are sweet beyond compare
Fill your mugs and praise you now our Prince and fair Princess
If they keep the wine a-flow we’ll never love them less
Fill ye now your bowls so deep and praise the brewer’s skills
Through their generosity we drink from kegs not gills!
Fill ye now your drinking horns and toast the bard sublime
Keep her horn filled to the brim to help her end this rhyme
Copyright ©2002 Yvonne K. Reynolds
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