One More For The Road Poem by Donal Mahoney

One More For The Road



Booze, booze,
never again, groans Ollie,
flat on his back in the alley.

Ollie yawns
and the alley yawns
and out pop devils

from the netherworld
in elfin shoes and pointy hats
who dance with glee

on Ollie’s chest and chant,
“Drink, drink, all you want
and party hard because

when you come to our place
you’ll see flames applaud
those who believe

everyone goes to Heaven
and no one goes to Hell
except Adolph and Osama.

Those two wheel in coal
and fill the furnace every day.
They have too much help.'

Friday, July 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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