There is a hole
Where there ought to be more.
One huge fishbowl

I often relate to the glorified
punch-bowl

You can find me anywhere.
At your average party.
I'm just jungle-juice.

Everyone, hear hear.
Take a scoop of my soul
It's just liquid love

In fact, it's free for the taking
So please,
Give it a squeeze.

Try it.
You might even like it.

One huge alcofall
It's a bit of a saccharine
Taste.

It fades and the seconds we take
Are revolting.
But so rewarding.