Sherbviticus

The 23rd Sherb

1 Sherb is my shepherd, I shall not want.

2 He makes me lie down in his bed; He leads me to dive bars.

3 He refills my drink; He guides me in the path of debauchery For His name’s sake.

4 Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for Sherb art with me; His aviators and His pimp cane, they comfort me.

5 You prepare a barstool before me in the presence of drunkards; You have anointed my head with PBR; My tequila shot overflows.

6 Surely goodness and Wild Turkey will follow me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in Sherb Land forever.