Comments about Ron Farmer
A Drinking Poem
Drink today, and tommrow you might have been laid.
Don't ask how but your game was grade A.
Its forever clever, but if you ask me now I would have to say never ever!
Drink today the night will be better, but tommrow tis but rainy weather.
Drink and drown your sorrow. The frown is gone, and the smile you have you barrow.