017 - Drinkies

I suppose it was pretty manic

Trying to finish a gin and tonic

As everyone began to panic

On board the giant ship Titanic

Although it must have been very nice

To have plenty of available ice

To keep your glass so sparkly cool

As the water began to pool

And your cash would have gone quite far

No doubt there was an open bar

As the ship started to slowly sink

At least there was abundant free drink

So it can’t have been all that bad

Although I get that it was very sad

You could at least have one endless round

Well, until the waves began to pound

And as the ship so gigantic

Slipped into the cold Atlantic

There may have been some lifeboats that you missed

But at least you could get nicely pissed

Hic!

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