I was introduced to the "Im Schwarzen Walfisch zu Askalon" by Manfred Eichholz , member of the Vegesack Whalermen. It his one of his favourites which he sings in that special inimical way of his and it is great fun to accompany him on my concertina. It is a very amusing account of a drunken guest at the "Schwarzen Walfisch" (The Black Whale) in Askalon (in Ancient Persia - what a pub called The Black Whale is doing in ancient Persia, the song does not say) not being able to pay. The landlord is entirely unamused, but I am very amused by the idea of waiters writing out the bill in cuneiform characters on six bricks, the guest having nothing and is then thrown out by Nubian bouncer. The moral of the story is given in final verse which states roughly that no prophet will be honoured in "The Black Whale" who does not pay for what he eats and drinks.