Short Booze Poems
Short Booze Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Booze by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Booze by length and keyword.
the Sea drinks no booze
why then It has hangover
if drinks pure water
Say it soft
Say it to the night
Quiet now
In a second sight
Of you so near
Never felt so right
Without booze
To make us fight
So I’ve stopped
The booze
And in my heart
I’ve rearranged
My soul
To be ablaze
And in the fire
I’m sure
God will keep me
Cool and higher
Is this what
life is all about?
Just waiting
waiting on
the sign, that to change my life,
not there when booze free!
© Harry J Horsman 2012
11
Off the booze
But I slipped up
Today had a
Couple nips
And was on my way
Not giving up my date
Cuz to go got a long way
More one day
At a time
there is a gang of raccoon
who run in the land of rangoon
every night they get wasted
because of booze taste tested
for they live under the floor of a saloon
Saint Michael loved the Milky Way
And thought he would skip Judgment Day
He yearned for a Snicker
The Devil heard, "liquor"
Now you know why prey always pray!
You watch the news and see all those louts
who drink and abuse, by making fools of themselves
To fix their spews, so they don’t go south
let’s not sell them booze, to feed their mouth
Stunning beauty her face really was!
She was shaped more like a lovely vase.
Never for a one night stand!
Booze brewed my sins in bare hands!
Beer dragged my shame under my wife's claws.
Have you heard this latest fantastic good news
This poet's confidence has started to ooze
The words of praise
He receives each day
Gives him reason to celebrate with a bottle of booze
Break open the keg
Order them double now
Open your mouth for
Zymology ensures you'll
Empty that glass
Don't stop till you drop
Abandon your senses
You're up now
I'll have the same and one for me mate!
Alcohol whispered lust to me firsthand,
I mistook my wife for a one night stand,
Drunkeness brought me the blame
Beer! Why put me into shame?
Booze then made me cry dry, tears of my gland.
8th October, 2024.
Booze makes you lose.
It's not the right road to choose.
Those who take it have no clues.
You will pay more than just your dues.
It wil never be a cure for the blues.
inspired by another member's poem
Carrie Nation was renown for her scorn
For the havoc caused by john barleycorn
She wielded her axe causing dire consternation
Wrecking bars with what she termed a "hatchitation"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
You go to work, to bring in the loot
you put the effort in, to do a good job
The boss is a jerk, in that fancy suit
we feel it’s a sin, for him to be a snob
So, booze is your perk, to climb for your fruit
you’re not in the bin, when you’re the bosses’ knob
True truth... I've never heard of any liver
that was a friend of drink... no matter how noble it may be...
Scotch whiskey, French champagne, dirty-stemmed cane,
cachaça that killed the guard, Hemingway's piña colada
Artisanal beer (factory or home-brewed beer)
it can handle more or less a cup of tea... of boldo...!
all booze hounds stay away
This tickled me and my gang today
we did not know the prissy ladies called us that
we ribbed each other, it gave us a new chat
Booze hound, booze hound, we said to each other
We laughed as loud as any soldier brother
Booze hound, booze hound, it tickled us that night
We were glad there were no prohibitionists in sight
He went home gaily after a few pegs
Fell onto his bed dangling his soiled legs
Blissfully fell asleep soon
His wife came calling him “loon”
Falling from bed, he felt her hefty kicks
May.19. 2023
Funny, Bawdy or Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Tania Kitchin
10 syllables in lines 1, 2 and 5
7 syllables in lines 3 and 4
Christ!
You let a life be priced?
However this thing goes,
Whichever way the wind blows,
This chap has begun to lose!
A mocking last- minute booze
For a throat in a noose
Far from loose:
A booze through a neck
They would soon wreck…
With people asking “Whose”
And whether the neck did this choose?
And soon it shall be on the news
A chap “Practical Roast Goose”
Be sure you lay off the booze.
If not, it's certain you'll lose.
That's something not to forget
when playing blackjack or roulette.
The girls bring drinks all the time.
They're the house’s partners in crime.
They get you drunk to get your money.
Soon it will be gone. That's not funny.
You will reach into your pocket, and there will be no more.
Without any money, you will soon be out the door.
This path that I am on
I can't help but choose
Hunger grabs at me
I grab mostly booze
Red vodka or some clear
Or bourbon and whiskey
I knock 'em back so fast
My favorite is ole piskey
So judge me that you will
I drink, that's my dismay
I harbor all bad thoughts
But don't get in my damn way
I'm a drinker, yes I am
I can't help but be who I will
Toss 'em back and shoot 'em now
Load 'em up and I will kill
Gilbert Bright makes the right noise,
For free drinks magical voice,
At a pub each guy his choice,
Hotel Managers: his boys!
You think you can booze, just poise,
About your talents ‘No Noise’;
Glass for you in a glad voice
Would up the low spirit buoy
Drinkers turn sailors: “Ahoy!”
Gilbert Bright and Friends sailing,
Bright-promoting song selling:
“For Bright in the Lord rejoice
And over his kind wife: Joyce!”
Boasting inanely,
After taking much booze
You are so bamboozled
Trying to woo some folks.
Singing , "
Boom ,
Bloom,
Hum...hum
Zoom in
the zoo
room.
Boost up
Boost up
Yooh!
Heh...heh! "
You are
boasting
your
stupidity
Unknowingly.
March 16/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
Away on a booze cruise,
No beer left in stock.
They charged fifty dollars,
It was a real shock.
I complained it’s not fair,
I want money back.
We’re so sorry, they said,
We’ll give you a snack.
The food was disgusting,
The chef was a prick.
The waiter annoying,
I now feel sea-sick.
I hoyed in a bucket,
And over the side.
All for fifty dollars,
It felt like I’d died.
I want to go home now,
Hooray for dry land.
I’ll not booze cruise again,
I’ll stay on the sand.