Just a Few Drinks, Love
Come on love, “hic" let me in.
I promise to be good.
I know I had too much to drink, "hic"
But you don’t have to fear.
This was "hic" the only binge I ‘ve been to.
Come on pet, it’s dark
And very cold out here, "hic"
Can’t even see the keyhole.
Be kind to an old man
And open that blessed door.
I’ll sleep it off on the sofa
If that pleases you. "Hic"
Why is all quiet? "Hic”
Why can’t you help?
Do open that door for me!
I only had a few Jack Daniels,
I never usually drink!
Can’t understand "hic" why I can’t see straight.
The door opens. A burly man
Stands tall at the door.
“Mein Freund, what’s all this noise?
Oh it’s you, Mein Freund.
You’ve got the wrong door.
Come in and have a vodka!”
He didn’t have to ask twice. "Hic"
Copyright © Buhagiar Victor | Year Posted 2021
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