who, me? tipsy?

raj-arumugam Poems

He he ha ah, ah ah – no, no, no – no I’m not tipsy… Who says so ? I can drink and still walk a straight mile Yeah, I’m delirious, am I? I’m delirious that’s because you’re funny, silly cos you’ve got three skunks where your mouth should be and your nose is a dead tree…. Ha ha he he hey, anyone reasonable can tell I’m not tipsy; really I can drink till grandma comes back from Heaven and still stay calm and steady and she screamed the other day: ‘Hey, sonny boy…when you drink airmail some of the spirit up here to me… It gets too sane up here in Heaven.’ And what’s that you say? You too think I’m tipsy? Hee, hee, hah ah ** What’s the matter You people never seen anyone happy? Tipsy?...no way, man….I’m just me, yeah happy and easy-going I swear the last time I drank was at my wedding Which was when? Bet my wife’ll remember the date and year…and place… and if it happened at all.. and I’m laughing, it seems, oddly cos you’ve got a donkey head and your wife looks like a monkey on heat He he ha ah, ah ah – no, no, no – no I’m not tipsy I swear the last time I drank was when your grandma gave birth to what was it, her twentieth baby? Says who, ah? I can drink and still walk a straight mile and look at you, you’re looking like a pink pig with its posterior all barbecued on a dinner plate ready for the fork and pepper and sauce; and hey, I swear the last time I drank was when you drowned in the swimming pool; it was our office function and you drowned in the hotel pool and you were struggling and you said: **** **** Help me!’ and you drowned and died…. I really hate talking to drowning ghosts… Booo…BOOOOOO…. He he ha ah, ah ah – No, no, no – no I’m not tipsy who says so ? I can drink and still walk a straight mile Say, can you call me a taxi and spare, say, a fifty?