Drinking
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Poem of Drinking
I´d like another drink I think
Another drink to make me pink!
I think I´ll drink until I stink;
I´ll drink until I cannot blink.
Perhaps I´ll have a shot of rye,
the rye I spy with my own eye.
Some rye to make me fly soo high,
I think that I can touch the sky.
Some vodka would be very nice
or wine, or maybe scotch on ice.
Perhaps Pina Colada would entice
I´ll drink it once, I´ll drink it twice.
Also I need some gin to make me grin.
It´s not a sin to want some gin!
A 26 will make me spin and swing;
and then I will restart the same thing.
I want some beer to make me cheer
Hurray! Hurray! A cheer for beer!
I will not stick it in my ear:
Hurray! Hurray! I´m here for beer!
I´m loaded now, I have to go;
my brain is working very slow.
There´s just one thing I need to know:
Where is the can? I have to go!