Libations
by Sam Chen
A hard-drinking fellow, one morn,
Felt standard libations
were worn.
With magnesium milk
He mixed vodka or ilk.
Thus was the "Phillips
Screwdriver" born.
A man who was quite fond
of beer
Drank till his head wasn't
clear.
Hoisting a flower,
He fell in the shower,
Saying, "Thish bud's for
you, my dear."