Feel free to add your own verse.

Mary, Mary quite contrary
From drinking gin and beer.
With tinkling ice-
Gone in a trice
And now a hangover is Near.

 

I am no poet but I try

 

the little red rooster,
forgot how to crow,
Too many Tequila shooters
will do that you know.

 

I never saw a purple cow
Twould be a novel sight
but if I drink as I drink now
I may see one tonight.

 

The little red hen walked in,
looking for her rooster friend
she had a flask of gin,
and a big old goofy grin

 

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn,
The cows in the meadow and the sheeps in the corn,
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
He's in the haystack with Little Bo Peep!

 

I'd add the one about the Old Lady That Lived in a Shoe, but Frank would ban me and Toni would clout me up 'side the head.

 

Yes I'm sure.

 

Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater
drank so much, his wife he beat her,
She locked him in his pumpkin shell,
And then she sent him straight to hell.

 

At last, a good use for those oversized pumpkins, eh?

 

Now yall know why I am very nice to Sharon

 

Little Jack Horner sat in the corner
guzzling a bottle of brandy,
Little Boy Blue had a shot
and said it was fine and dandy

 

Georgie Porgie, puddin' and rye,
Kissed the lamp and bopped his eye,
Whenever Georgie wanted a sup,
Georgie Porgie drank it up.