Ma Settled For Whiskey Sour

That's right little ole lady it's here once again, your birthday is back so let your aches settle in. What to get you?, something old or new?, you kissed my cheek and said, "your love will do". To get a gift, it's not just for you, when the one watching you open it get's excited too. So I started out for something unique, and that's what she got... to say the least I went for a walk, and I wandered about, I kicked this old liquor bottle and a genie came out As startled, shocked and as scared as I was, this gift would be perfect for the woman I love So I scooped the genie and the three wishes up, I ran all the way home while shaking him up, sitting the bottle on the kitchen counter, I unscrewed the cap and never smelt anything fouler The bottle fell over and the genie rolled out, he got back to his feet when he then passed out. So all I could do was laugh at the genie Now pitiful and drunk, just needing some sleepy But now at this point there’s nothing I can do, so I went to mama and said, "pick a hand... one or two” The drunken genie man was the hand she'd pick so I offered her the hand with the half full bottle, and told her to wash him down quick with this foul smelling WHISKEY SOUR