Robert L. Hinshaw Poet Rhyme

Cocktail Party

Cocktail parties are an entrenched American custom, I suppose.
A forum to spew inane babble and where the booze freely flows!
I've suffered through more of them than I care to recall,
And I try to avoid them like the flu - they drive me up the wall!

Alas, an invite arrives and a firm decree from my spouse ensues!
"We're going!"  I didn't even have a chance to voice my views!
This one to celebrate some guy's retirement or something or other.
I wish they'd include me out - I have little time for such pother!

I retreat to a corner of the room with my drink to gaze about and pout,
But bless my soul, invariably a gregarious boor always seeks me out,
Regaling me nose-to-nose with tedious trifle I really don't want to hear.
I dodge and parry with him but he insists on bending my weary ear!

I strive to be tolerant when such occasions beckon.
And I'm reasonably adept at observing social niceities, I reckon,
But that uncouth, sotted boozer bent on a gargantuan toot,
Makes me a bit fractious since he also spilled hooch on my suit!

I've heard more about his kids and job than I want to know,
The latest obscene jokes and how his investments are sure to grow!
Thankfully, his spouse appears and notes his besotted condition,
And graciously rescues me from his boring, wearisome rendition!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Poet Destroyer A June 17, 2012 at 6:19 AM Good morning, Bob H.' Stopping by to greet you with a happy fathers day...pd

Elizabeth Wesley June 5, 2012 at 3:00 PM You are a stickler for reality and manage to hit the nail on the head in all you write. Thank goodness I haven't had to go to many; inanities never were a strong point with me. Great verse Bob! :)

Kathryn Collins June 4, 2012 at 11:43 AM Hey -- reminds me of my cocktails at seven.

Ilene Bauer June 4, 2012 at 11:10 AM bob, this is hilarious! i love the spilled hooch on the suit the best! (i think there's a typo, though - in the last verse i think you mean jokes). every verse of this poem is spot-on and so much fun to read. ~ by the way, i was very touched that you've been reading through my poems - i feel honored!

Jack Horne June 4, 2012 at 8:02 AM LOL, I can always rely on you for a chuckle, Bob. Yes, a lot of people over here are enjoying the Jubilee : )

Pace Ink-U-Script June 3, 2012 at 8:26 PM This is too funny!!! Love the imagery and the flow..an awesome write here.

Poet Destroyer A June 3, 2012 at 8:04 PM Bob H., many different types of parties around here. this is a great write,, stong and you get to the point,, enjoyed...pd

Michael J. Falotico June 3, 2012 at 5:11 PM Hello my Friend. So sorry I've been absent lately. I love you tell a story is such a poetic rhyme. Hey Bob I love baseball but I need Football back soon lol. Take care my friend. Michael