leave the molson's to the hosers, eh, always in a hockey fight...
leave veuve cliquot to the french, husbands tend to go astray...
leave jagermeister to the germans, what's an umlaut for anyway?...
leave the sake to the japanese, so annoyingly polite...
leave akvavit to the danish, they raped and pillaged through the night...
leave single malt to the scottish, who never pay their bill...
leave pimm's to the brits, their teeth scare a wee bit...
leave limoncello to the italians, chronic pinching a defect...
leave sangria to those spaniards, so politically incorrect...
leave the port in portugal, what language DO they speak?...
leave the vodka to the russians, siberia, oh, so bleak...
and leave the wines in california, so temptingly within reach...
[stereotype much?]
leave the maitai in hawaii
the cosmo in manhattan, please
leave the boilermakers in texan bars
and the mojito on malibu beach
melting ice cubes, shards of glass, a sticky mess upon the floor
i hesitate but briefly, then walk straight out the door
for today, i had a visitor
7 months delayed, indeed
so now instead of chasing crazy
i am chasing normal (at slow speed)
[welcome home, aunt flow]
I am cracking up!! I had NO idea it was going there. Congrats, Henriette...it's Shark Week, indeed!
ReplyDeleteCongrats indeed...I know it's been a (looooooooooooong) while xo
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