A World of Alcoholics by Poshu Ng ’23 So help you Grog, Have a Drink – Your mother drinks, your brother drinks The bartender delivers the sermon. Slaughter a Protestant – drink. Sunday comes – day-drink at the bar Find answers to your Inquisition, On your drunken Crusade. Shotgun your Fireball, you’re fighting for Life, Deny others their Choice, And pit their “god-given right” Against your grog-entrusted fight. Spare none the Molotov, Sobriety is a sin – Take shots at the Nightclub, No liver left alive. The Refugees guard their gin, “Indifferent” to their history, Lecture their neighbors, Sipping Jericho’s Breeze. Herds swear by a higher priority, Drink from the same mortal Tap – An affront to their hypocrisies. No Bouncer in this pub. When the dust finally settles, And the Tab must be paid, God help – this World of Alcoholics
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