just one

the phone rings Friday afternoon
just round quitting time

Pete says that Kipling’s serving
cold Corona’s with a lime

at first i think
that i could go
and have only just one

if i don’t go
i will miss out
on having all that fun

“common” he says
“we’ll have just one
next day we have to work”

i always went
and did ignore
a severe knee-jerk

my elbow is so special
bending exactly
as i want

to raise the glass
a thousand times
to this idiot savant

problem isn’t drinking
this i sure can do

my suicides in stopping
the craving does ensue

so i laugh each time i hear
“lets go out and have just one”

i’d have more luck
with a poured shot
that comes from my handgun

Copyright © 2007 Ronald J. Edwards