• dropoet 5w

    "And the gin..."

    With smiles, a smile - more like gin
    pouring the glass I had.
    Hangover this mornin'!
    Yesterday talks were mesmerising.
    T'was pleasing.
    Thinking , to go at the table again
    "Where the drink was served!"
    Want to hold on the gin
    Until it melts down the throat
    & screens the feel I keen to.
    But now I'll try to sit along
    And talk soberly.

    Wait! I was dreamin'- "was in hangover."
    'She on dreams ,still smiling.'
    I woke with a smile like drunk...