Friday, September 7, 2012

A Drunken Word, A Slurred Language.

Me drinkum da most.
Take the wiz from the host.
And sometimes I fall down.
Hit my head upon the ground.

Me thinkum the best.
Put my liver to the test.
Until someday I will die.
Put a penny on my eye.

Stick with the other.
Stole pennys from his mother.
And in this there is no shame.
Pennys mom was there to blame.

Light alchohol is easier?
Try whiskey and be sleazier.
Just vote for John McShame.
Whiskey has the blame.