Drunk Again Poem by Tan Da

Introduction:
It Is bad to be drunk, I know,
but let's be bad, let's all be drunk.
Let the earth be stoned, let Heaven turn crimson!
Who will dare laugh?

Elaboration:
Which time is this?
The tenth, the fiftieth, the nth time drunk?
Can't quite focus, must be tipsy again.

Lord, how can I be so tipsy?
Drunk all night, drunk all day, no more mind.
My wife says a souse is good for nothing,
and I drink harder to drown her out.
I leave the world to sober types,
couldn't care less what anyone says.
Hey, maybe that's the point of drinking -
sobriety, propriety - the wives talk their husbands into it.
We should honor the drunk men.