Glasses kink to form happy bubbles
Allay the week’s troubles!
Pour me a pint with my print on it,
Inscribe my name on my meal before I
eat.
Brew me a special lager,
My spirit is eager.
My soul’s thirsty and in need of some
liqueur.
A pint or two will do; just make it
equal.
I have laboured all week,
Now I’m weak.
I refuse to die of stress
I need a break from office duress
Pour me a pint.
In the liqueur, my name you must print.
All work no play,
Make us early tomb prey.
=== Written by: Salem M.J Hunjo ===
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