Sady sat all night
Watching men fight
Such an interesting sight.
Ducking left to right
Fists of fight fly by
Keeping all in sight
Imaginary referee delight.
Genes of warrior days
Fill this play
With a gleeful array
Of enthusiastic knaves.
Trouble then ensues
An uncontrolled brew
Of hormone stew
Took control of the brood.
Crack! Sady was hit
Fell into a pit
Stunk like a crypt
Popped one tit.
Came to in the morn
Her clothes were all torn
Didn’t fill her with scorn
Just got up and went home.
Everybody let’s get together
But let’s not talk about the weather
Or comment on each other’s sweater
Not talk about days that felt better.
That would really be quite boring
Who really cares if it is storming
And I don’t really care what you’re wearing
Or whether your life is worth bearing.
Let’s add a lot of whiskey in
And let the entertainment really begin
Funnier watching feuding kin
Than watching them hold it all in.
Let it out everyone I say
You’ll tell them they need to pay
For being an asshole on some other day
Wouldn’t you rather get it out of the way
Then sit here and pretend it’s all ok?
Whiskey is the way.
So grab your whiskey drink
And let’s drink to the brink
That would be the best thing
To entertain everyone during this
get together thing
Anyone in?