by joetwo

Going out wesht
Where the food is besht
And it’s so cold you always need a heated vesht
To go there often is my one requesht
And I’d gladly go at another’s behesht
As it’s so quiet there I get a good resht
A warm peat fire I’ll never detesht
To live out there I’ve got interesht
In lifestyle stakes there’s no constesht
Put it simply the wesht is besht