Booze Poem by David Darbyshire

Booze

Rating: 4.9


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 OF THE POEM
Loretta Rowley 27 December 2005

this is really amusing. you are a clever writer and a real character

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Linda Jenkinson 01 November 2005

im thirsty now! ! good work...

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