PARTY HARDY

Somebody call him a cab,

Uber or Woosh.

Drunk as a skunk,

He’s being a douche.

He’s staggering around,

And falling on his ass.

His every word is slurred,

And he’s passing gas.

He’s becoming quite obnoxious,

And shouting drunken rants.

We told him to go,

 And the pixilated fool pissed his pants.

Now he’s praying to the Porcelain God,

And puking up his guts.

I know this party is in his honor,

But inviting him was nuts.

Michael D. Schafer

© June 15, 2020