Drinking Poem by Randy McClave

Can I have myself another beer
Just to help me forget,
And could I please have one after that
As I have a deed I've done that I regret,
Maybe if you would buy me just one more drink
I might start to begin feeling better,
Then I could forget about some of my problems
Which also includes my bills, and a debtor,
As you might not know I do not like to drink alone
So I always enjoy drinking with others,
I go to the bars and also to the clubs
Where I go to drink; I have no druthers,
Sometimes though when I drink too much
To get home from the bar I must find myself a ride,
Then there are the times when I wake in the morning
I don't know who is sleeping at my side,
When I drink I am a happier person
I enjoy singing and dancing and acting the fool,
But then there are the times that when I drink
I curse and I get mad and I even drool,
I like to drink because it makes me feel prestigious
My friends and I are in an elite crowd,
Everyone knows us when we go out to drink
And when they see us they shout our names out loud,
Sometimes though when I go out to the bars and clubs
I will spend all my money just for the drinks,
Then when I go home in the morning my pockets are empty
Sometimes I feel drink is my curse or maybe just a jinx,
So here I am now and I am sitting all alone
My glass is empty and all my money is spent,
My friends left me because of something I said or done
Later today to them I must apologize and also repent,
I enjoy my life better when I am out drinking
All of my worries and problems disappear,
I become more free and I am so easy
So could you please give me one last beer.

Randy L. McClave