Brinkly

One evening in November, I will sure remember, I was walking down the street in drunken pride. As I lay there in the gutter, my feet were all a shudder and a pig came on a laid there by my side. As I lay there in the gutter, thinking thoughts I should not utter, a person walking by did softly say, you can tell a man who boozes, by the company he chooses and with this the pig quickly got up and walked away!