The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Beer Goggles

There’s young girls and women
All frantically slimming
Perhaps they’re all seeking a mate

But blokes around here
Full of burgers and beer
Are ugly or well overweight

They wear their beer goggles
And when their mind boggles
They ask some old trout on a date

One snuck down an ally
With hideous Sally
Who offered herself on a plate

He fell off the wagon
And entered the dragon
Which meant a lot more than a date

She soon had a grumble
About that drunk fumble
‘You should have been careful... I’m late!’

That drunk was no baddie 
But now he’s a daddy
He wasn’t expecting that fate

But fellas who wink
As they swig down a drink
Make dads who will soon abdicate

So put down your salad
For this is no ballad
And the blokes around here ain’t that great
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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