So the superstores have begun
Their annual crusade to give away enough beer
To ensure we can’t recall which country we populate,
Or how poorly we’re doing within it.
2 crates for 16 quid, or 3 for 20,
Well why not then,
Thank you sir,
And please return for more.
No doubt we will,
And even with a perfunctory taxi ride
To return it safely
It’s worth every penny,
And even though it will only
Last a day or two,
There’ll be further trips to secure more.
And what’s that I here you say,
Why do it if I don’t approve?
Well because I’m as mindful as you of the fact that if
I don’t get in there, and get my share, then some
Other greedy bastard will.
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Damn, I am getting thirsty. Got a black cap I wear so I don't have to part, comb & glue my thin hair to my head. It says Captain Jack's spiced rum. Mad memories behind ol' Captain Jack
ReplyDeleteOoops, says Captain Morgan! That Billy Joel song brainwashed me!
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