Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Drinking Games: In Lazy Rhyme
The weekend was a blissed out date
Blessed by a hue of pink in a Martini so hale
Usually one for green apples, a melon in a Martini was a change
Nothing though to beat the tart of a Martini perfect made.
In between the days of haze, why forget the friend of late
In weather so hot, humid, none but wine white makes a better date
Yeah, I had a weekend oh so fun
So pardon the nonsensical rhyme and the nonexistent pun.
Yes, I have been called a ‘masochist’ already once today
For rubbing my holiday hands in glee
For that too I have an answer, I blame it on the trip to SoHo
On a glass of Argentinean Mendoza, two or three.
You wonder, why the rhyme, of a weekend gone and of Friday yet to come
Blame the Cheetos and beer, which was lunch today, a holiday rightly done.