Liquor and I

Why do people drink?

I wondered and pondered further

Some said to forget pain

Some others said to be kissed by happiness

Oh... I wanted both

So I tried too

I began with Vodka...

I hoped I would be freed from vicissitude

But the more I drank, the more votarist I became...

Then I tasted Beer

I wished it would wash away the bitterness.

But the more I drank, the more Teddy bearish you became...

Scotch Whisky is the solution I thought

I believed it would escort towards happiness.

But the more I drank, the more sweet you became...

Ah! Rum could be the ultimatum

I thought I would stop ruminating.

But the more I drank, the more rumpled I felt...

At least a Brandy?

I thought it would put an end to my boggle.

But the more I drank, the more blissful my love seemed...

Next came Gin

I expected that I would feel gingered up.

But the more I drank, the more gingerly I felt...

Finally, I tried Wine

I thought my whining would come to an end.

But the more I drank, the more I pined for you...

What is left now?

Tequila and Champagne?

Toddy of course...

But I think whatever I drink...

I cannot forget you.

After all, the more I drink, the more I think about you...

If you have given me tears of grief,

You have also given me tears of joy!

How can I forget that?