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Jack Daniel’s failed Intervention Sam Adams Was drinking alone In the infamous Cosmos Bar, In Bangkok, The city of lost angels. Twenty drinks too sober He barely noticed The naked ladies Dancing on the stage. On his table He had a bottle of Jack Daniels Along with a bottle of Johnny Walker And five bottles of Singh beer. Drinking his way to hell Following the advice Of the old song “One bourbon, one scotch And one beer.” That played on In his lonely head, This was his usual Friday night Routine Just another pathetic loser Drinking in the Cosmos bar. The barmaids Left him alone He never paid them No attention anymore. He was there To make love to his booze bottles, the booze bottles, were his only friends. That night, About 0 dark hundred He looked up. Saw the bottle of Jack Daniels Had somehow transformed Into that of a younger version Of Sam Adams. The figure announced, That he was the spirit Of Jack Daniels And had a message For Sam Adams. “Master, It is not my place To complain But you are Drinking a bit too much. Twenty drinks a night For the last few weeks, Don’t you think? You are so far gone You don’t even notice The naked ladies Anymore. They and I all want you To quit This one-way ride Down the hell hole. Put down the bottle Go home with Khun Lek Who will help you forget What you need to forget. If you continue drinking tonight, The only destination is death My friend the Grim Reaper Has your ticket Ready for redemption. So, stop drinking “ Soon the other bottles In front of him Started talking to him Pleading with him To just stop drinking. He stared out Convince he was going mad The barmaids stared At the unholy sight, As the bottles in the room All came alive, And began chasing Sam, Out into the busy street Where a bus ran him over, Died on the spot. Thus ended Sam Adams’s Last binge In the city of lost angels. |