Thursday, March 21, 2024

Drunken sailor

 An artist walks on stage, sits down on a barstool and starts singing.


"This is the song of the drunken sailor 

This is the tune of the drunken sailor 

This is the tune of the drunken sailor 

Who met the shark this morning "


The Artist is then called backstage by the stage hand.   The Artist excuses himself, and walks backstage,   whispering is heard but not what is said.  Finally the Artist returns looking defeated,  he sits back on the stool and sings.


"There is no tune of the drunken sailor 

There is no tune of the drunken sailor 

There is no tune of the drunken sailor 

Who met the shark this morning "

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