David Darbyshire

Rookie (6/11/54 / Darwen England)

Booze - Poem by David Darbyshire

A person that never drinks
Always always thinks,
Why do other people drink
I mean the stuff stinks
Whiskey, Burbon and Gin
Then a fight and a punch in the chin
It's a real sin
Why don't they get together and realize
To Stop would be a better surprize
They call me the 7-up Kid
But I'm never drunk like Sid
I like to stay clear in the head
So I'll stick to 7-up instead,
with Ice.


Comments about Booze by David Darbyshire

  • Rookie Loretta Rowley (12/27/2005 1:43:00 PM)

    this is really amusing. you are a clever writer and a real character (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Linda Jenkinson (11/1/2005 6:51:00 AM)

    im thirsty now! ! good work... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 1, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 29, 2005


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