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And A Partridge, In A P...........
After a night
Painting the town, and later
My eyes
A deep red
I recalled
Checking my watch
And then phoning
For a taxi
Asking could i book one
For 7pm
He asked "on what day?"
I said "tonight please"
He said "it's now 8:25pm!"
It was at this moment
I realised two things
One, my watch had stopped
Two, i was more inebriated
Than i realised
I'd also forgotten
(A third thing~)
I'd already booked a taxi
For 9:45pm
I re-entered the bar i'd arrived at
And sat, slowly sipping
A half cider
I remember drinking
Four swigs
Of a Bulgarian Absinthe
Four shots
Of Sambuka
Four pints
Of cider
And about
400cl
Of mead
And a partridge
In a pissed tree!
by Jemia
Painting the town, and later
My eyes
A deep red
I recalled
Checking my watch
And then phoning
For a taxi
Asking could i book one
For 7pm
He asked "on what day?"
I said "tonight please"
He said "it's now 8:25pm!"
It was at this moment
I realised two things
One, my watch had stopped
Two, i was more inebriated
Than i realised
I'd also forgotten
(A third thing~)
I'd already booked a taxi
For 9:45pm
I re-entered the bar i'd arrived at
And sat, slowly sipping
A half cider
I remember drinking
Four swigs
Of a Bulgarian Absinthe
Four shots
Of Sambuka
Four pints
Of cider
And about
400cl
Of mead
And a partridge
In a pissed tree!
by Jemia
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