A man who could'nt use his passport to order his dinner.
As I sat to eat
I realized I could'nt speak protegese
the waiter asked me what I wanted to eat
i could'nt read the menu but I did see vodka
so I said, (OO-noh)
As the time went on
when the waiter returned to my table
I said, (treshs) vodka's
and a casa (ah-Dyhs) please!
because I'm drunk
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