Well Supplied

One more, well maybe three
Baileys, Bushmills and Irish Mist
Equal amounts and neat please
This year is in desperate need of a good ending

What? y'routta Bushmills!
Jamesons fine or as a last resort
A single malt scotch
anything else and we're gonna be needin' ice

It's time to shovel again?
Well put mine halfway down the driveway
And pour me another
Unless this is a blizzard
We got 'er covered

Reviews

[Sel Whiteley]

I don't remember you celebrating news years with me. Then again, that might be the Baileys!
Firstly, I can completely identify with this. Baileys, then Whiskey, how many times do I think this is going to improve my situation. I can also relate to: 'This year is in desperate need of a good ending'. You really capture the idea of a new year celebration here. Great stuff.

[Ron]

I have such a weakness for writing that involves the demon drink! I love them and Jamesons too. There is a touch of Frost in this poem in more ways than one. "Bushmill?" Pass the bottle please! Great stuff! Ron

[Gandré]

This was lively poem, this is rejoining in celebrating life! I think that's what life is about. A nice suprise, this poem, well done.

[Ed Hart]

Brother!

[J]

Bottoms up! Can ya send one to the end of my driveway, please? Don't even have ta shovel to get to it ...... juss walk a crooked line ...... ya ARE in a sharin mood, ya?