"Two Bottles of Glenlivet" [by James Cummins]

To dinner you bring the Scotch matching
the beautiful friends who are hatching
this glorious meal
and the glorious feel
of the moments from Time you are snatching.

There once was a man come to dinner
whose outer life stood in for his inner;
he ate with great gusto,
till his waistline did thrust-o,
and he left most decidedly not thinner.

There once were two gents from Glenlivet
who agreed great Scotch could greatly rivet
your attention and command
to the great task at hand:
life, and the friends who help you live it!

    for David

-- James Cummins

Comments

[Laura Orem]

Absolutely charming poem.

[DL]

Hear, hear. And cheers!

[wally purgis]

Thank you, thank you, I'm here until Friday, please tip the barkeep well ...

(Thanks, you two!)