Maybe 'tis funny, maybe 'tis not - but since Thanksgiving is behind us and everybody is getting ready for Christmas and I did see another 'frayed knot joke this morning..... I don't necessary want my name attached to this as I'm not a poet.... {ed Too bad, no anonymous postings...} 'Twas an hour before closing, and all through the bar Everyone was waiting and watching afar To sit there and wait, night after night Just to see the strings leave without a fight. With the bartender ready to close out the drawer Everyone was stirring and it was really a bore Those strings tried every night without fail To get served in this bar, but to no avail. When all of a sudden there was such a breeze As the front door blew open, the three strings wheezed "Now listen! Do you hear! You're serving us tonight!" "And we're not leaving this time, until it's done right!" The bartender looked shocked but shouted right back "You get out of here now! We won't serve you! Now scat!" The strings didn't budge, but they continued to wheeze Then slammed the front door to block off the breeze. "Now look here bartender" said string number one. "We're just out looking for some innocent fun We just want a drink, no matter how small Then we'll be off to our yearly frayed knot ball." The bartender stopped and thought for a while Thinking how could he be just so terribly vile As to not let three strings have one drink each And his eyes softened and his cheeks turned peach. "Come up to the bar, strings" he said somewhat wily. And the strings started to approach all looking smiley. They thought, at last, we're going to be served! This night in history, they said, must be preserved! One barstool, two barstools, three and four! So many to choose from - who could ask for more! They all grabbed a stool near the bartenders spot And he grabbed down three glasses to give them a shot. He grabbed a fine bottle of whiskey from the wall All nice and aged and the bottle was tall The strings, all excited, at their first bar drink started wondering what all their friends would think! They looked at the bartender and started to say Thank you, kind sir, for serving us today. But just as they were about to speak, the bartender turned and said "Naw, maybe next week". We Three Strings: We three strings with frayed knots are, trying to get served in a bar We have travelled far and near, looking for ice cold beer Oh Oh, bar of wonder, bar of "lite", won't you please serve us tonight We have travelled far and near, looking for some ice cold beer Jingle Strings: We are strings we are strings, even though we're frayed we are trying very hard, to get served drinks today We are strings, we are strings, even though we're frayed Won't you please serve us today, and we'll be on on way Silent Strings: Frayed strings, frayed strinks, all we want, is some cold drinks Won't you please serve us tonight, if you don't we won't likely fight, But it would be so nice, if you'd serve us drinks tonight. White Strings: Strings dreaming of a cold drink, just like the ones they used to get. When the bars stayed open all night, and strings got served just right.
(From the "Rest" of RHF)