It's Friday and Margaritaville will be opening soon at a location near you. I have opted not to post my usual political blog today because we need some levity and humor this week. So I will refrain from all things serious on today's blog and post an original little poem that I dreamed up in my mind this morning. Now I'm no poet, but sometimes it's just fun to try and write something I don't normally do. It can also be found on my Facebook page and my Facebook Author page, but for those of you who just read my blog here goes:
THREE CHEERS TO TROPICAL BILLY
If you’re looking for fun and some drinks in the sun,
On Friday, our Margaritavilla day.
No one will be thinking, instead they’ll be clinking,
Their drinks in the swing and the sway.
Come see Tropical Billy, a place to be silly,
And get your trouble s out of the way.
Quaff a highball or two, or maybe a brew,
And maybe a burger served all the way.
Now some people say, that their visit this day,
Could cause them some grief and some worry.
For drinking too much can be great fun as such,
But could land you in jail in a hurry.
But Billy is smart, and he has a big heart,
So you’ll ne’er have to worry about danger.
‘Cause when you enter the door, and walk on the floor,
You’ll surrender the keys to your Ranger.
Or even a sports coupe, or a Town Car to boot,
Will require you turning keys in.
So have a real ball, bouncing off the wall,
While the barkeep’s still pouring the gin.
And when it’s time you must leave,
And you don’t want to go, because the silence at home you will dread.
Into a cab you they’ll heave and you’ll hardly believe,
When you wake up at home in your bed.
And you’ll constantly wonder, why your head feels like thunder,
And what the hell did you do to your rib.
But at least you’re alive, the Grim Reaper didn’t arrive,
And next week you’ll do the same thing again.
©James Dick, 2017: All rights reserved
And the moral of the story is: DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE. Have fun but be safe out there. YeeHaa!
THREE CHEERS TO TROPICAL BILLY
If you’re looking for fun and some drinks in the sun,
On Friday, our Margaritavilla day.
No one will be thinking, instead they’ll be clinking,
Their drinks in the swing and the sway.
Come see Tropical Billy, a place to be silly,
And get your trouble s out of the way.
Quaff a highball or two, or maybe a brew,
And maybe a burger served all the way.
Now some people say, that their visit this day,
Could cause them some grief and some worry.
For drinking too much can be great fun as such,
But could land you in jail in a hurry.
But Billy is smart, and he has a big heart,
So you’ll ne’er have to worry about danger.
‘Cause when you enter the door, and walk on the floor,
You’ll surrender the keys to your Ranger.
Or even a sports coupe, or a Town Car to boot,
Will require you turning keys in.
So have a real ball, bouncing off the wall,
While the barkeep’s still pouring the gin.
And when it’s time you must leave,
And you don’t want to go, because the silence at home you will dread.
Into a cab you they’ll heave and you’ll hardly believe,
When you wake up at home in your bed.
And you’ll constantly wonder, why your head feels like thunder,
And what the hell did you do to your rib.
But at least you’re alive, the Grim Reaper didn’t arrive,
And next week you’ll do the same thing again.
©James Dick, 2017: All rights reserved
And the moral of the story is: DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE. Have fun but be safe out there. YeeHaa!
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