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A comical poem of alcohol from around the world.

Too much Turkey.

Imageby Marnie Jane Cavazzi14 Jul 2014

Went to a bar last night
It was something new.
Had a talk with JIMMY BEAM
and had a round with a Russian bloke named VOLUTE.
All of a sudden another guy sat down.
His name was JACK DANIELS
He was from out of town.
JACK took awhile to warm up
Quiet type to start with
Then he wouldn't shut up
Then bloke called BUNDY
Wanted the crew to quieten down
He said the meanest of them all
Was about to come through the crowd.
We all started to SHIVER
And act as REGAL as could be
When this WILD bloke nic- named TURKEY
Sent me to my knees.
I told him I didn't mean him any HAHN
I was a bit LIGHT headed and could I at least buy him another round.
He talked about his travels
VICTORIA was the best
But he was a little BITTER as those EMUS on the road
Put him to the bloody test
The night as I recall
Ended with a TIA.
When I had no more money left for one more drop of beer.
I stumbled home to MARY
What a BLOODY sight to see.
Then I awoke the next morning to find
I wasn't drinking with no-one else but me