Just a little silly poem after the weekend's bowling and beer with friends...
I don't make any big claims of being a poet...but even I think I can do better than what I have done here..!
He asks for a mug of beer
As if it weren’t even a bit queer
A gulp or two later he's surprisingly on track
And bowls the pins with a never before knack!
'Oh Wow! Food and Drinks?!'
With a gleam, in all the high he willingly sinks!
But not before adding the calories earned
Silently committing that by the morrow they’ll be burnt!
And then, in the group, there is the PRO ‘you know’?
With his wife a trip to Europe he did go
And that’s where they learnt after a lot of Q&A(!!)
All about beer that’s there to know till day.
And last but certainly not the least
Is the lemonade she picked for the feast
Coz she din’t want the beer to settle in her belly
And undo all that was done not in a year or two..but MANY!
As if it weren’t even a bit queer
A gulp or two later he's surprisingly on track
And bowls the pins with a never before knack!
'Oh Wow! Food and Drinks?!'
With a gleam, in all the high he willingly sinks!
But not before adding the calories earned
Silently committing that by the morrow they’ll be burnt!
And then, in the group, there is the PRO ‘you know’?
With his wife a trip to Europe he did go
And that’s where they learnt after a lot of Q&A(!!)
All about beer that’s there to know till day.
And last but certainly not the least
Is the lemonade she picked for the feast
Coz she din’t want the beer to settle in her belly
And undo all that was done not in a year or two..but MANY!
1 comment:
hey Shilpa..i like ur poem..
more bcoz u r writing about beer ;)
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