The landlord was busy at polishing his glasses
Just so his best ales would look good
When in through the door a white horse arrived
And up to the bar he then stood

A pint of beer please the white horse then said
Can you pull one up just for me
By heck said the landlord a talking white horse
There is a drink named after you, a whiskey

Now that is something I have not heard before
A drink named after me deserves merit
But said the white horse I am quite surprised
That you have a whiskey called Eric