Another poem from John’s Shorts and Shots:
I should have taken
I should have taken more water with the wine,
But water’s simply not my style.
The Ruby Cabernet, the lusty Burgundy;
I know my wines, I am a connoisseur you see.
I should have taken more water with the wine;
I’m here to drink, not mess about.
No limits me, I’ve been around, I know the score;
Another bottle’s down, I’m always up for more.
I should have taken more water with the wine;
I’m feeling amorous tonight.
Hey girls! The open shirt, medallion plain to see,
But sadly, mind and body seem to disagree.
I should have taken more water with the wine;
Sometimes it makes me want to fight.
Who’re you looking at? Let’s settle this outside.
Feel for my broken lips, my wounded, manly pride.
I should have taken more water with the wine.
I’m down, I’ve fallen in the street.
My mobile’s broken, my keys are in the drain;
My wife has gone to bed, she’s locked me out again.
I should have taken more water with the wine;
The sickly gut, the aching head.
This time I’m really done, it’s no more wine for me; Well maybe just the one, or two, or even three.
