Too Much Drink. Comic poem 441 by Angela Lansbury

Too much drink

One drink more

To tell the truth

I'll be sitting, 

And lying 

On the floor

He has to spit

He has to drive

He has to keep

Me alive

At a tasting

You should spit

But drinks are to be drunk

That's the point of it

You should spit

In a spittoon

You should not sing

A jolly tune

I'll keep quiet

Like a cork

This is not

The time to talk

It's time to talk

But not for me

I'll simply say

That I agree

There is not much

Inside my head

I'll just agree

With what they said

Drink I've drunk

Think I've thunk

Wink I've wunk

Don't think I'm drunk

I am drunk

Hope they don't know

Before I leak

I must go

Then we must go

I am yawwning

Half asleep

Keep eyes open

I must keep, awake, not sleep

I need water

Or coffee or tea

If you drink less

There's more for me

If I drink less

There's more for you

I wonder what

We should do

I stayed awake

I did well

No-one will know

If I don't tell

If I told you

If you don't tell

It's our secret

All is well.

Less likely to dance

More likely to rhyme

I hope we'll meet

Another time

The bottle's empty

It's time to leave

We've more dates planned

So do not grieve

Drink to be happy

That's a good cause

I think we all

Deserve applause.

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Drink, Drink, Drink - water

Drink, d-rink d-r-rink, water

I'm scared to tell you what I think
On holiday give up the drink
You'll lose your passport, Dad, son, daughter
Just stick to juice, milk, tea, or water.

In strange places stay alert
To be sure that you don't get hurt
Make sure that you avoid a fight
Don't walk into a tree at night

Drink, drink, drink water
Drink, drink, drink water

You bought a bottle then ordered a magnum
Went on to hoist a jereboam
You cannot drink all that alone
Call a taxi, let's go home

The local drink is very strong
They drink it, so what could go wrong?
You do know that they don't live too long?
No wonder they sing such bad songs.

After a drink you feel alive
Except you're not allowed to drive
You sing well, tell jokes and hear laughter
But find the toilet's too far after.

You buy a round, what could go wrong?
Nothing, until the money's gone
Remember your child, what you taught her
Sit down, shut up, drink your water.

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