A free identity with every litre

drink to excess
drunk you’re a mess
if only
I smoke alcohol
it saves on the glasses,
they say that girls make passes
at boys who save glasses
if that’s true
where are they?
I smell liquor on the vicar
the sermon is a shambles,
the vicar rambles on about
some giant on a cross
at a loss to explain
I roll a champagne
if you’re going to smoke
it might as well be the best.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.