The Guinness doth flow like proverbial well
It's really like Heaven, without any Hell
Where eveyone's beautiful, healthy, and smart
Where never is broken lad or lass's heart
Where Pyrates can plunder to their heart's content
Where swords are all straight, aye, they never get bent
Where treasure is found, more than the Golden Hind
The port that I'm sailing to is in my mind
Aaaarggghhhh! Then Phil ye gots one foot in the pub and the other in the twilight zone! I'll join ya! Guinness if ya please?