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.
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Krutsinger Avatar
March 18, 2022 at 1:53 AM
What a clever parody!
Hawkins Avatar
March 19, 2022 at 11:53 PM
My muse wasn't feeling well I think he was drunk. Thank you, Caren
Leffanta Avatar
March 11, 2022 at 11:00 AM
Happy weak end! Aloha!
Hawkins Avatar
March 11, 2022 at 4:37 PM
G'day Rico, No whine bottle or shelf.
M  Avatar
March 11, 2022 at 4:29 AM
Love this Shirley…hope this is not you on a Saturday night hehe !!! Debx
Hawkins Avatar
March 11, 2022 at 4:46 PM
I could not think of anything to write about it is my version of an old nursery rhyme. Desperation. Have a good week- end, Deb
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