WITH FRIENDS AT THE CLUB
One large peg of whiskey gives you its real
authentic taste,
Two pegs seem too inadequate and the drink
seems all a waste!
After three pegs, now you say that this is a real
drink;
For it makes you feel all at ease, when into the
couch you sink!
And with the next one, all barriers begin to
dissolve,
Your problems now take on wings and there
is nothing you cannot solve!
And when your friends pester you, for that
last one for the road,
You can hardly refuse them, though your voice
begins to croak!
Then finally during your drive back home,
When the Breath Test on the road is done,
Those policemen look all amused, though you
had all the fun!
You get a ticket, or pay a fine, or even land-up
in jail;
Promising to your wife all the while, that you
will never drink again!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
20 Aug 08
(A POEM WRITTEN IN A LIGHTER VEIN!)
i enjoyed this one. it reminds me of the nasty glares wives give to their husbands for going on a drinking binge. but who cares. i really laughed while reading it. who says you have no sense of humour. you have tickled my funny bone with many of your poems written in a lighter vein. Mamta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear raj......enjoyed reading this one, written in a lighter mood! used to know one guy who was huge in size, and carried a jerrycan on his shoulder ! i know how people change with each drink, and it is fun if you are a spectator! nice one. ritty