
He was able to put away quite a bit of gin (martinis of course) and the more gin the louder and funnier the songs got. He and his sister had a poem they would recite on some occasions where lubrication was available about hunting a "stiped pole cat" (I hunt de cat, I hunt de rat, I hunt de striped polecat. )( couldn't find this one with Google's help). Very funny though. Anyone want to try to find it? They used a sort of Cajun accent. Not very politically correct I guess. But after all it was the times when that wasn't around much yet. He and my mother would join in with "The Cremation of Sam McGee" (3) just for fun, too. Anyway, I thought about him when I saw the band photo and though maybe the boys would enjoy a bit of silliness. Check the links and enjoy.
1.http://www.harrywarren.org/songs/0584.htm
2. http://www.contemplator.com/ireland/abdul.html
3, http://www.wordinfo.info/words/index/info/view_unit/2640/?letter=C&spage=26
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