Jerry Hughes is making merry, br folks as far as Londonderry br send him wishes, sometimes darts, br he may upset applecarts br up to snuff in his cognition br quick to beat the competition br keeping though a civil tongue br once he sees the bastards hung. br Friends like Jerry come in stages br ask a poet as he ages br whether he'd accept a freak, br he will help the frail, the meek br but he has no time for losers, br druggies, poofters, thieves and boozers. br I am proud to call him Mate br sent the combo for my gate.