" Where's Your Christmas Sprit?"

You’re meant to feel the Christmas spirit
Not just drink it?
Choose your instrument
Your weapon of choice
A Molotov cocktail
would that be nice?
Whiskey, gin, the choice is mine
Martini on the rocks
Not too sweet
Not to dry.
Drink to be merry
Yuletide mirth is but a month away
Christmas is just around the corner
So the corporations say.
choose your destruction
Survive the office party
Pass out in a puddle of your own vomit
but be warned
The hangover will be nasty.
Build a jigsaw puzzle from tiny shards of glass
only the last left standing
Will be the last to tango and dance.