So you’ve gone and done it again
The Tequila told me so
I’d just dropped by for a stupor
When I came to know
When the Tequila was done talking
The Beers picked up the strain
The Whiskey chipped in with his deep baritone
And the Vodkas hummed the refrain
The Bourbon alone kept his peace
Perhaps he knew my plight
It’s been the friend of many a broken heart
Till the wee hours of the night
And soon the bar resounded with
The dashed deed you’d done
And I had no choice but to comply with
“Free Drinks for everyone”
Monday, November 07, 2005
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