A sparkling drink's good as a wink
It makes you say - um - what you think
The trouble is, when I've had fizz
Gee and tonic, I feel, gee whizz
When one Champagne goes to my head
I can't rmember what I said
No matter what we say and do
I hope the same applies to you
The trouble is - can't remember
But if a bystander's sober
They'll still remind me what I said
Next September, and October!
I make sure I am sitting down
I can't lurch, sway, or fall at all
If there's no writing on the wall
Next day I can deny it all
I stick to one drink, maybe two
Reject a third, I always do
When waiters re-fill glasses up
I'll pour mine in my coffee cup
Once when my date declined to drink
'I'm driving' - I began to think
I'll stay sober as my great-aunt
I poured my wine into a plant
No point in drinking when I'm home
No chats nor quips when I'm alone
But if I wrote poems when drunk
Next day I'd know what I had thunk.
-ends-
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