Pub Crawl

I’ve roared at the Red Lion,
puked in the Potter’s Wheel,
cadged cigs in the Duck and Firkin,
smoked dimps from the Slippery Eel.

I’ve slumped in the Merry Sloop,
slipped in the Pied Bulls bogs,
lost a fiver on the Golden Fleece,
drunk dregs from others pots.

Fell down steps to the Tumbling Deice,
got thrown out of the Slaughtered Lamb,
cut my head in the Splintered Barrel,
and was beaten by the Green Man.

I coughed blood in the Poacher’s Pocket,
started shaking in the Queens Arms,
stripped naked up the Cock and Sparrow,
waltzed away in the List and Brahms.

Slept rough in the Railway Tavern,
found cirrhosis in the Quill and Quiver,
smelled like shit in the Pig and Truffle,
lost it all in the Stand and Deliver.

My name is Keith
I've been sober for 630 days
and 11 hours.