A right jolly drunkard was John,
with his vodka he would carry on.
Getting sober he learned
when for drinking he yearned,
he had only to make it till dawn.
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There once was a drunk name of Jill,
who wouldn't surrender her will.
As she came to again,
in the state peniten,
she saw half measures resulted in nil!_________________________
It certainly could have been worse,
the addiction it felt like a curse,
but with meetings AA
(keeping just in today)
we've postponed all our rides in the hearse!
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Once, when I lived in Nantucket
I would walk to work with a bucket,
the lads were quite brazen,
while they openly gazen,
but not willing to throw me a ducket.
P.S. I've been snowed in for 3 days with 7 dogs and 2 cats. This is the best my brain could do.
namaste
Posted by: Kimberly A | February 01, 2010 at 06:56 AM
There once was a drunk from Nantucket
who threw up in a big bad bucket.
He walked with a limp
while the girls he did pimp
He said to just close your eyes and sucket.
I am not even snowed in. Just weird.
Posted by: Dave | February 01, 2010 at 08:49 AM
For shame Mr Sponsorpants, you have opened a whole new can of worms.
"we are not a glum lot"
Posted by: Skip O | February 01, 2010 at 10:19 AM
Mr Sponsorpants wrote on the net;
his audience, he tortured and fret.
On days he was merry,
his writings were scary;
and his readers upon him beset.
Posted by: Cheryl | February 01, 2010 at 12:08 PM
There once was a girl named Sue
Who didn't know quite what to do.
So she went to a shrink
And asked "What do you think?"
Now it's Al Anon getting her through.
Posted by: Susan | February 01, 2010 at 05:30 PM
There once was a person in Alanon
Who felt that their life was all but gone
They went to a meeting
And their anguish went fleeting
And the music that played then went on and on
Posted by: Syd | February 02, 2010 at 08:29 AM