How Furious Are the Curious
How furious are the curious?
Or is it the other way around?
If you’re catty, are you necessarily batty?
I ponder these things with my regular doomsday frown.
How much drink will take me to the everlasting brink?
I know it may seem odd perhaps, but I just have to ask.
You see these questions come up in my mind oh so pink.
When barkeep puts too much ale in my holiday flask.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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