A beer with Uncle Albert.
Uncle Albert told us that when he’d had a beer..
All the world took on a lick of paint.
The colours shone much brighter in everything he saw.
And he became the person that he aint.
He’d wake in the morning having dreamt of doing things that were quite scary
He woke up last Sunday, having climbed into the cage with the canary.
He remembered feeling hungry when he got back home and wanting something tastier than chips.
A snack before his bedtime was his wish.
Awoken by the chokin’ yellow feathers around his lips.
Uncle Albert said that drinking too much beer could lead a man to swear and cheat and lie
It’s a credible mistake, one you’re bound to make when you think the family’s pet tortoise is a pie.
Uncle Albert told us that when he’d had a beer, he suddenly became a circus clown..
The street lights became spot lights and music filled the air and everyone was happy in his town.
His mind began to feel much more at ease.
He believed that he could walk the high trapeze.
Arriving home at some God forsaken time.
Walking the trapeze on the garden washing line.
All the neighbors in the street complainin’
Woken from their slumber by the noise that he was making.
His garden gate was like a chronograph.
His neighbors shouted out the time as he staggered down his path.
Uncle Albert told us that drinking alcohol was a habit that we must try to resist.
But when we reach maturity and want to have a try, we should join him in the pub and just get ……….. drunk.
Uncle Albert told us that when he’d had a beer..
All the world took on a lick of paint.
The colours shone much brighter in everything he saw.
And he became the person that he aint.
He’d wake in the morning having dreamt of doing things that were quite scary
He woke up last Sunday, having climbed into the cage with the canary.
He remembered feeling hungry when he got back home and wanting something tastier than chips.
A snack before his bedtime was his wish.
Awoken by the chokin’ yellow feathers around his lips.
Uncle Albert said that drinking too much beer could lead a man to swear and cheat and lie
It’s a credible mistake, one you’re bound to make when you think the family’s pet tortoise is a pie.
Uncle Albert told us that when he’d had a beer, he suddenly became a circus clown..
The street lights became spot lights and music filled the air and everyone was happy in his town.
His mind began to feel much more at ease.
He believed that he could walk the high trapeze.
Arriving home at some God forsaken time.
Walking the trapeze on the garden washing line.
All the neighbors in the street complainin’
Woken from their slumber by the noise that he was making.
His garden gate was like a chronograph.
His neighbors shouted out the time as he staggered down his path.
Uncle Albert told us that drinking alcohol was a habit that we must try to resist.
But when we reach maturity and want to have a try, we should join him in the pub and just get ……….. drunk.
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Chris Duffy (
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Comments2
Ban the Demon drink ! 🙂🙂 🙂
My back up medication. Learnt to respect alcohol in my twenties and have enjoyed our encounters ever since.
Thanks for that one. Chris.
I'll buy you a pint anytime Chris if you can produce words like these.
Andy
Thanks for your very generous and kind comments.
For me, a social drink is one of life’s pleasures but being an ex publican, I’ve witnessed how dangerous and amusing alcohol can be.
Everything in moderation can set things right Chris, as it has done for me.
Andy
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