Starkle, Starkle, Little Tink

    My dad was always singing a song I had never heard before or reciting funny stuff that I thought he had invented himself for most of my life. I think he took some creative license and changed things up or edited a few for me. He used to say to me(to the meter of twinkle twinkle little star):

              Starkle, starkle little twink

              Who the heck you are I think

              Way up in the high so sky

              Yous look big, huh?

   So, of course, I have recited it as such to my children. Well Google, being the infinite source of all knowledge(within reason), has led me to a poem that must have influenced my father's adaptation. It's a drinking poem.

Ha.ha. So here it is for my kids. Edit it as you wish or keep the Sam Hill version. Oh! And Happy Father's Day Daddy!

Starkle starkle little twink
who the heck you are 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 tinkle peep
I don't know who is me yet
but the drunker I stand here the longer I get
Just give me one more drink to fill me cup
'cuz I got all day sober to Sunday up.