Wednesday, December 9, 2009
a friend of Ol' Larry who will tell a story now.
It was just about this time of year, maybe fifty years ago, or who knows when,
that Bill and I went to see Bing Crosbys' Holiday Inn;
then we went into a bar for some Christmas cheer,
how were we to know, we'd drink a lot of beer.
So we started singing the White Christmas song,
and I guess we intended to sing it all night long,
we sang so much the bartender didn't want to hear,
simply put, they threw us out, and wouldn't sell us beer.
Middle: Look out to sea.
Bottom: Red Sunset (but, no sails)