In A Rock Glass No Chaser Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Pour me a glass of cheer  

My bartender my dear 

For tonight I'm full of fear 



Pour me a shot of whiskey 

My darling my missy 

Making life less risky 



Pour me a shot of rum 

So I'm not such a bum 

In what feels like a slum   



Pour me a shot of Grey Goose Vodka 

And Sambuca so we can salsa   

And get out of town in a Jetta   



Pour me no chaser 

Makes me less racier  

Letting go of fear    



Pour me no whiskey 

Especially 

In my misery  



Pour me no rum 

When I feel glum  

And life's so dumb  



Pour me no booze 

So I don't lose  

When I snooze