I first met her in my local
2 years ago, I think
She told me she was single
So I bought the girl a drink
Well the barmaid took the order
She handed me my Coke
Now Mary’s stood beside me
Drinkin’ Whisky like a bloke!
12 shots down is Mary
While I’m still on my first
I doubt that Scotland can supply
Enough to quench her thirst.
I can’t sink shots like Mary
It goes straight to my head
But if I had drunk as much as her
I’d need rubber sheets in bed!
She may be quite attractive
That’s the first part of my wish
But the girls I like are kissable
And don’t drink like a fish!
So I said goodbye to Mary
I’m shocked the girl could stand
While some girls love their diamonds
Mary’s happy, Drink in hand!
Very clever poem. Whiskey Wisky is mispelled, and I am not sure you want the the posssive Mary's. DId you mean Mary stood beside me? Or were you talking about her drink in that section? It is a wonderful poem. I had a good chuckle about your predicament.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think it's a different spelling from here to there. But as per Bells the manufacturer my spelling is correct. Glad you liked the poem though.