I finished the three beers I'd brought with me
before I'd said hello to anyone
then I got tucked into the stash in the fridge
bottles of M&S Belgian beer in a carrier bag saying DO NOT TOUCH
but I was like a little kid in the cockpit
too tempted by the big red button
'Someone's drank my beers'
a man who seemed kind said and I covered my mouth
like a Home and Away actress
receiving bad news before the end credits roll
and I've got this hazy memory that he might
have just picked up his coat and left.
I was a dickhead at that party
with my pint of gin
(no-one uses tonic after midnight)
I was smoking in doors
wearing sunglasses in doors, dancing
William Shatnereing every song.
It was only the next morning I realised
a one man conga isn't a conga
it's just time to go home.
Comments
fatboy74 | July 12, 2011 - 09:04
Good stuff and really like the ending. I think indoors is like outdoors but i've been wrong before. :-)
SundaysChild | July 12, 2011 - 13:04
Enjoyed this!
insertponceyfre... | July 15, 2011 - 07:11
i think fatboy's right about the doors. Really love the poem
Cavalcaderl | July 15, 2011 - 14:17
new cavalderl julie
H! really enjoyed this very much.
Sounds like a real rock n roll party.
Maybe in "Elvis diguise. Well a pint of gin,
perhaps you thought you were with Shanereing, "Fly me to the moon". Strange things we do, when 'just one more'. I remember four in an office,birthday celebrations went with, once ended up wine! Merry down meade, never heard of,stopped for loo,I came out, in the fresh air, singing, and a toilet roll and charging with a dustbin lid, when came outside, I was cuckoo. Air had hit me. I don't drink! Course all laughing!
My belated pop, had chasers, that's a beer followed by whiskey. then he was a like a bear with a sore head. Well done on the cherry!
julie x
ScoZen | July 15, 2011 - 14:25
Sounds just like my son.
celticman | July 15, 2011 - 19:08
Great stuff. The dick head at the party is always someone else...