When I Booze

When I booze I cruise into a world where I never win but loose Losing momentarily every sight of my intellectual views As I suffer from the undesirable up and down blues Champagne, wine, beers and spirits I abuse O! dear - There are so many alcoholic drinks to choose And I speak of this as if it is news But I do give the perfect snooze While others stand by and accuse and provide undesirable reviews When I booze I hope my actions will be excused For I could be a total screw I know that this is bodily abuse When I see one appear as threes or twos And I talk like flies with their sounds of ooze Leaving all those around me feeling very amused When I booze I become bold in the midst of my crews Swimming in unearthly spews and in and out of loos Demanding regularly my next mixture of alcoholic brew I have even awoken to find myself covered in tattoos And I'm always soberly left dazed and confused As I try to digest and diffuse But when I booze in moderation Acquired is good health and life elongation And I smile for I know Tomorrow my livers will face no condemnation And I shall stand and smile knowing that yesterday I was no fool but rather I was a charming sensation Copyright 2012 Sylvia Lovina Chidi