Ben Franklin Mob H3

(This is a call and response with no specific starting verse.)

(Sample verse:)
I wish that all the ladies (I wish that all the ladies!)
Were pot holes in the road, (Were holes in the road!)
And I was a dump truck (And I was a dump truck!)
I’d fill ’em with my load! (I’d fill ’em with my load!)

(People sing two lines of nonsense here as an interlude, or occasionally skip it altogether. Here’s my contribution:)

(Chorus:)
Free beer for hashers!
Free beer for days!

(Additional verses:)

I wish that all the ladies, were deer in the forest
And I was the tall grass, I’d tickle their clit-o-ris

I wish that all the men, were soldiers in the war
And I were the rations, they’d eat me on the floor

I wish that all the ladies, were waves in the ocean
And I were a surfer, I’d ride ’em with my motion

I wish that all the ladies, were bricks in a pile
And I was a mason, I’d lay ’em all with style

I wish that all the ladies, were bells in the tower
And I were a hunchback, I’d dong ’em every hour