Herbert Nehrlich - Drinking

If you drink
you die
if you don't
you cry.
So don't cry
but do drink
you will
thus
skip the shrink
help your soul
to reflect
on your liver's
defect.
And how odd
that your God
did invent
the old booze
thus he gave
you the nod
and you simply
can't lose.
It's C-two
and H-five
and OH
for you
we're alive
and God-fearing
so we love
this endearing
histamine fuse
to be touched
by kid's glove
wave away
all the blues.

Herbert Nehrlich

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