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No Beer But Whisky

I finally decided to have a beer
And not being risky to have a whisky
But my desire for something stronger grew higher
So I ended up drinking a whisky
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Dietrich Avatar
October 11, 2010 at 10:20 PM
This looks familiar but it is the only one I can find without a comment right under it of mine . haha. It's a cute one! Luv, Andrea
Galua Avatar
July 23, 2010 at 4:53 AM
lol...thanks for the laugh...^_^ v
Neels Avatar
July 23, 2010 at 4:32 AM
Gert, where's my whisky? hehe, just joking.. Enjoyed your Limerick.. Enjoy your day, bb Wilma Ps: Thank you for the pics
Grant Avatar
July 10, 2010 at 10:02 PM
I have been reading the comments. It does have a story and a meaning but it doesn't flow. Aren't limericks suppose to rhyme. Any way congrats on being featured.
K. Avatar
July 9, 2010 at 11:15 PM
haha, very nice Gert :) hope you didn't finish the bottle though ;) and ah now I know whisky from whiskey thanks :) Sana maganda ang araw mo! (hope you're having a good day!) --nikko :)
Brown Avatar
July 6, 2010 at 3:40 AM
Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week at PoetrySoup Gert. May you have many more features. Love,Carol
Ryerson Avatar
July 6, 2010 at 2:25 AM
Funny as heck, Gert...must admit in my younger, partying days I would start out having a beer (or two, three, etc) get tired of it and switch to whisky (Mercy me, what a hangover!) These days it's strictly a beer (or two, three, etc.) - Tim
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July 5, 2010 at 11:09 AM
Congrats Gert on your featured poem this week on the Soup .. a great choice to share with us all.. with luv from the "Sweetheart" in Hawaii.. AlohA
Arteaga Avatar
July 5, 2010 at 9:08 AM
uhg i hate beer so imagine whiskey! lol i could only stand wine coolers lol, funny one
Fisher Avatar
July 5, 2010 at 7:15 AM
Nice one Gert - you sound like a man after my own heart. Rgds Janette
Culverhouse Avatar
July 4, 2010 at 9:47 AM
was it a rough day? funny poem, since my back has been hurting me, I wonder if a whiskey will make me feel better? probably not.
Dietrich Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 10:03 PM
haha, I don't drink. But I assume most would rather have the whisky? LUv, Andrea
A   Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 9:23 PM
lol the will power is weak he he,, cool write..P.D.
Tideswell Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 7:05 PM
lol, been there a few times. Sometimes willpower can be so weak. Enjoyed your poem Gert. Thanks for all your kind comments ~ Sharon :)
Mehta Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 6:54 PM
It's nice instructive write with a deep meaning.That is addiction
Kendrick Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 4:01 PM
A different Limerick with a meaning that is evident but then the underlying meaning that it holds. The meaning that so many times we have desire for something greater but settle for less for one reason or another..It can also mean that we should settle for less for different reasons but reach for something that maybe we can't afford or something that is not moral,etc..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..I am glad that you understand about the dangers that fireworks can bring..Sara
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July 1, 2010 at 1:36 PM
LOL This is so cute, Gert! Many of us can relate to the "desire for something stronger." (I generally have one glass of wine and that's plenty!) Love, Carolyn
Spence Sr Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 11:54 AM
I like the irony in this poem. It flows very well and has a wonderful storyline. Great job! Joseph
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July 1, 2010 at 11:05 AM
I always enjoy reading you dear Gert!I wish I could drink whisky or beer,but what I can only drink a glass of wine everynow and then :)Cheers!
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