Lifes Little Games

Lifes Little Games
by Alex Taylor

Twas a midday early
my head did throb
my eyes were said to be pearly
but my mind was quite a job

For the night before this day i sat at a stool
when a woman came in and gave me a rule
she said don't you touch my precious jewel
or i'll show you what is truely cruel

I looked perplexed...
had i touched this womans jewel?
i almost became convexed
to where i almost lost my cool

then my dear friend lest
said to me with much zest
I think if i spew
I could have a few

I looked at him and he at me
I said to him your smashed
now one more round so we may be at three
but to the bathroom he did dash.

Now in the bathroom he found a man
who once he new so well
the man was sam
who once he thought doth smelled

Sam was a man who many called Jon
for you see Jon and Sam were really one as seen
One for two and two for a ton
for a ton will get you far but one will not clean your jeans

When lest returned to the man named Al
He noticed him still staring at that rather large gal
She accused him of touching her jewells as the story already told
But when could he have done such a thing oh so cold

Al's head began to shake
He remembered like a quake
After 5 hours of drinking i finally get a brake
the jewells i did touch i really wanted to take

The crowd Rose as Al Preached on
I am drunk and you lead me on
For you see the moral of the story is
when found in an akward position
Always remember his bright incquisition

Jewells no matter what the cost
Will Always equal boobs when being told off!

What a game life did pay on my drunken heart

The previous statements were an exageration of the truth in no way did the names or characters represent actual people...except AL