Sefa

There once was a lass who liked ale,

She came from the land known as Dale,

She would never be thinking,

And would ever be drinking,

'Til she fell over a bucket or pail.

The cloud of black was lifted from her eyes as she groaned and rubbed her forehead, a terrible headache pumping pain into her skull as she remembered what had happened last night. She had been out drinking with a woman called "Sefa", and after spotting her sister, persuaded her to join the fun until they all had enough.