By (Gypsie) Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

To say that I am not
an accomplished drinker
Would be the truth

For in truth when I do imbibe
nothing ever goes just right
The best plans fail to materialize

Or worse become a many legged
creature completely out of control
Believe me I should know

At least I think I know
or so I’ve been told by
my lovely friends one or two

Or three but that matters not
being of Scots/Irish descent
I should be able to hold my lot

But no it’s just not so
not one lick or tiny bit
Have a drink they coerce

When the liquor hits my tongue
the fun they say – has just begun
I like to dance and twirl around

Upon the table tops and more
another drink my bestie says
the night is still so young

Unfortunate though it seems to me
young I am no more – I just poured
my lovely port into my cup of tea!