"A Warning on Spontaneous Combustion"
by Stuart McLean
O whisky is the king of drinks,
Renowned the world o'er,
But here’s a word o’ caution,
Tae think of when ye pour.
That tastes so very good,
But when it hits your tummy,
And mixes with your food.
That’s when the trouble starts,
For yer pleasure hits overload,
And half an hour later,
Ye’ll suddenly explode.
So there ye are in the pub,
Completely engulfed in flames,
And yer good wife’s dashing home,
Tae lodge insurance claims.
Well now that I have told ye,
Don’t say ye’ve no’ been warned,
So don’t try it oot yersel’,