Its a hot day you have just one beer left in the fridge and all the shops are closed. You have been good you have saved this beer you will drink this golden beverage when the time is right. Then Catastrophe the unthinkable you drop it. This is an ode to that shattered glass.
An ode to a wasted beer
Today I shed a little tear
because I dropped my beer
I did it while out walking
I should have not been talking
Today I shed a little tear
because I dropped my beer
I got tangled up in all my gear
and dropped it thats quite clear
Today I shed a little tear
because I dropped my beer
my one and only greatest fear
is why I shed a that tear
Today I shed a little tear
because I dropped my beer
My friend just looked and he just leered
well there goes all your cheer.
He put his arm around me high
and whispered in my ear
You should have not been talking
When you were out a walking.
If there’s a moral for this ode
its drink before your old
So shed a tear for every beer
thats fallen in the wier.
Sorry about the last line all that I could come up with to many tears in my eyes.
Bottoms up
stevetheblogger
Credits Wikipedia for the pictures.
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