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Castle Pub
( / Novosibirsk, Siberia)

Castle Pub

[Historical note: this poem reflects a factual account of what happened to one of my mediaeval ancestors as he stopped for a drink on a journey along the King's Road.]

Late at night a thirsty seal wanted to visit a castle's bar.
The landlord came to the window and said, 'We're closed, have you come far? '
'Yes, ' replied the seal, 'I've come a long way by car'.
So the landlord served him a bucket of boiling tar.

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