From Guest:

"It's time Gentlemen please
It's time we were no longer here
It's time gentlemen please
I'ts time to drink up your beer
Weve had a few stories some dancing and song
well hold hands together as we say so long
We'll be back here next week so please come along
Now It's time gentlemen please."

Ah - but all that's left of our traditional pub culture is the "time Gentlemen please" if at all.

Sadly impromptu song, music, [step] dance, and traditional games even dominoes have all long since been banned from 99.9999% of the local pubs in all but Southern Ireland - if the local pubs haven't been closed anyway. Carpeted floors, juke boxes, Sky Sports big-screen t.v., fancy ethnic restaurants, greedy breweries or big impersonal corporations, and draconian licencing laws have all put paid to the traditional culture of our pubs. And that's saying nothing about the straw-coloured watered-down gas-charged over-priced too-cold pi$$-like liquid stuff they have the cheek to foist on unknowing consumers; and usually served in filthy unwashed glasses or leaking plastic beakers.

Maybe the words of the rhyme above need rewriting ... ?