There are many variations of this, written to the meter of Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star:
Starkle starkle little twink,
Who the Hell are you I think,
I'm not under what you call,
the alcofluence of incohol.
I'm just a little slort of sheep,
I'm not drunk like thinkle peep.
I don't know who is me yet,
but the drunker I stay the longer I get.
So one more drink to fill up my cup,
I got all day sober to Sunday up.
Author: Anonymous.
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