I wouldn’t write whilst drunk Because those thoughts we’ve often thunk Mixed with suspicions we’ve distilled Much like one's drink, ought not be spilled
Category: alcohol
Secret Santa
The day before The Night BeforeThe office turned into a storeWith gifts galore from Santa’s stockAt lunchtime, right on one o’clock A furtive glance across the roomAs someone tried to wrap perfumeA figure hunched behind a fern(the new girl had a lot to learn) A friend will cough to help a mateDisguise the sound of … Continue reading Secret Santa
Nauti Buoys
When sailors open drums of rum To swig below the decks Indulgent captains who succumb Are often found in wrecks
Alcohol On You Later
My gran’s runs two teapots(this tends to make her wee lots)Her good one goes out on displayThe other she keeps tucked awayWhen visitors decide to callThe posh pot serves them, one and allDispensing cups of Earl of GreyFrom her brushed-silver serving tray A person shouldn’t trivialiseA ritual so civilised When Elsie Burns, who lives next … Continue reading Alcohol On You Later
Hello World
This is my first entry so maybe we should start with an introduction of sorts. [removes Werther's Original and clears throat] I'm Mr Ormsby. Right then, that's that over with. In this, my first ever blog, I intend to write about the people and events I am subjected to on a daily basis so that … Continue reading Hello World
