At the end of the day,
Sitting, tired, on the bed,
With a glass in your hand-
Sparkling so beautifully red.
It’s what you need
To breathe in deeply,
And calm your nerves
When you feel jittery.
Intense and mellow, simultaneously,
It warms you all over,
With this liquid luck,
You won’t need a four leaf clover.
It puts a smile on your face,
And helps you enjoy the moment,
It tastes like its aged casks,
And just a sip or two in, you’ll have no laments.
So take a minute out of your day
And sink into a comfortable chair-
Pick up a glass of that amber elixir
And start to lose your every care.
For as many a friend has told me,
After all is said and done,
Heaven on earth is most probably
Just a room filled with friends and Old Monk.