Irish Whine

Slow? All of them meander

Tempered their tantrums suppressed

On the back burner. More?

No less

Drifting by the tall drinks of water

Half empty at best.

Half full the real jewel

Much better their jest

Who wish to protest?

Drink it in. Paired with a grin

Thirst quenched well versed in this very thing

Hustle and guzzle spout off

Catch a muzzle

All gassed now

Evaporate and be caste out

Hold up don’t be to rash now

Black & White Russian’s relax vow

Speak well of few

But moderate viewed

No voodoo no fast one on you who?

Think over drinks middle out. Simple thing

Couth? Something to it.

Truth? Ringing thru it?

Have you no prof?

Revel or Rue in it

Top shelf corked or unscrewed is it?

Few resist the devil his due getting loose

Looser with each sip

Displaced by sinking ships

SHOTS! That’s a whole separate quip