Philosophers' Poem

I heard the late Christopher Hitchens recite, kinda sing, this off the cuff at a presentation several years ago. I think credit goes to Monty Python, but may be another group. Either way, I found it hilarious. Apparently, philosophers of the past really liked their drink.

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 Nietzsche 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

And Hobbes was fond of his dram

And Rene 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