One Glass Too Many
One two go to the loo,
Three-four fall on the floor
Five-six feeling quite sick
Seven-eight can't stand up straight
Nine-ten I've done it again
Eleven-twelve put wine on the shelve
Thirteen-fourteen, I find this daunting
Fifteen-sixteen that shelf needs fixing
Seventeen-eighteen bottles still waiting
Nineteen twenty my glass is empty.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2022
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