Party Time

it had promised to be such a wonderful night, I was dressed to the nines and I hoped that I might celebrate the event without getting too drunk; but it all fell apart ‘ere the first drink was sunk just one sip – but my inner man told me to stop ‘cos it looked like a rainbow from bottom to top; what I hoped was a beer was none of the kind it was twelve separate shots - man I must have been blind I was urged to drink up as my friends laughed along, but pretty soon I knew that something was wrong; as the room began spinning, my brain then and there very quickly decided I needed some air as I staggered outside with my mind fading fast both my watches told me that ten minutes had passed; I tried to stand straight but my knees wouldn’t hold and I crashed to the ground, now completely out cold And the next thing I knew was the wind in my hair and where were my shoes? They were my favourite pair! There was laughter and honking around me, but why? I was naked apart from my socks and my tie … Far from shooting the breeze - not quite cutting a rug I was strapped to the front of a Volkswagen bug; with my hands and feet tied to the bonnet and doors being driven round town by my subjugators …