Time, gentlemen, time

*

    Closing time meant nothing to the members of that outing. Behind locked doors, they hymned and rumpused all the beautiful afternoon. And, when a policeman entered the Druid's Tap by the back door, and found them all choral with beer, "Sssh!" said Noah Bowen, "the pub is shut."
    "Where do you come from?" he said in his buttoned, blue voice.
    They told him.
    "I got an auntie there," the policeman said. And soon he was singing "Asleep in the Deep."    -- Dylan Thomas, "A Story"