The Boxer
He had the saddest eyes I have ever seen
hands trembled like a drunkard`s
after a fortnight's bender but a dipsomaniac
can always have another drink
Ali could not Parkinson`s disease saw to that
This poet of the ring a victim of success
egged on too long, just another fight my love
Honours and medal they bestowed him
it came too late his voice was but a whisper
In the glade butterflies fly as he once did
but not as fast as Mohammed Ali.
Jack and Jill scrambled up the hill so sheer,
To fetch his dipsomaniac pa a pail of beer.
Alas, Jack stumbled creating a frothy spill.
Facing his furious pop, he blamed it all on Jill!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Sometimes rum sometimes whiskey,
Keeps me always in frisky,
Sometimes Vodka, sometimes Gin,
Makes me feel like a king
Sometimes sombukka, sometimes gruppa,
Takes me back to Harappa,
Sometimes wine sometimes beer
Makes me everyone’s dear
Sometimes tharra, sometimes tarri,
Keeps me always in Hurry.
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