Sympathy For Those Who Choose to Remain Sober
A satirical rhyme for New Year’s Eve
A rarity on New Year’s Eve and rousing some surprise are they who don’t see midnight through intoxicated eyes.
Oh the glee and merriment they woefully must miss: slurring words and stumbling, not caring whom they kiss.
Imbibing zany cocktails till common sense is drowned. Champagne toasts at twelve o’clock then pour another round!
Blabbing taboo secrets and regretting what was said. Performing gawky groping before passing out in bed.
Waking up hungover and proclaiming with a jeer the same old resolution fast forgotten every year.
Oh the sorrow it must bring to miss the joys of drinking. How do they bear the boredom of healthy fun and thinking?
Best wishes to all for good health and good times during your holiday celebrations.






