WEIR DALE OR WEIRD ALE?
We passed a place called Wierdale
And my vivid imagination did not fail.
There are two ways of saying it you see
And these strange ideas came to me.

Weird ale comes from this funny tale,
How every Friday night when men had their ale
Strange things happened, no accounting for,
All the mixed up things behind each closed door.

Fred was Prince Charming, bought his wife a dress,
One he could not afford, after he would confess.
Bill bought a whole herd of pedigree cattle,
When they were delivered a man he had to tackle.

He had no recollection of any deal being made,
Yet the man by his Visa had mostly been paid,
At least the down payment for each fine cow.
He’d only an acre of land, what could he do now?

Weird ale that’s what it is folks would say
When they awoke in the morning in the hay.
So that name has stuck, but take heed
Of what you drink, just water if in need.

M Ann Margetson March 13, 2002
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