Taichung Hashers love to sing. Here is a collection of some of the hymns for those of you who aren't quire sure of the words!
(S)he's true blue,(S)he's a hasher through and through,(S)he's a piss pot so they say,Never catch a hare, 'cause (s)he's going the other way.Drink it down, down, down, down, down...
Put it in your hand, Mrs. MurphyIt only weighs a quarter of a pound.
The weather outside is frightful,But my cock is so delightful,
Dough, the stuff that buys my beer,Ray, the guy who serves me beer