Bubbles flew like hot air balloons -
on crack cocaine.
With sugar and ice, in a glass,
half empty, but really full.
From my bed it did carry -
I said "Merry" and you took a swig.
And the suit, the suit was red.
We showed each other our credit cards,
Giggling - bashful.
We already knew what brand was right.
It was all so wrong.
I took a sip, so damn delicious and refreshing.
With all my might I shoved the tab in.
And the beard, the beard was white.
I brought it up to my mouth,
licking the edges and swallowing the rest.
A sensation sent thrills through
my aching body,
but my thirst clung.
The seductive logo looked us in the eye,
and the Man said, "Ho, ho, ho!"
You're very talented, keep writing!