Immanuel Kant was a real pissant

Who was very rarely stable.



Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar

Who could think you under the table.



David Hume could out-consume

Wilhelm Freidrich Hegel,



And Wittgenstein was a beery swine

Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.



There's nothing Nietzche couldn't teach ya

'Bout the raising of the wrist.

Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.



John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,

On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.



Plato, they say, could stick it away--

Half a crate of whiskey every day.



Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.

Hobbes was fond of his dram,



And Ren Descartes was a drunken fart.

'I drink, therefore I am.'



Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,

A lovely little thinker,

But a bugger when he's pissed