The Important Question

I sit here writing poems with
One thought inside my mind
Is it too early for drinking beer
And, if I do, might I go blind?

You see, whenever I have had a beer
Everything just goes to plan
Things always go much better
When a beer is in my hand

Yes, things seem to go much smoother
When I'm boozed up on the grog
Like the time I walked the lawn
Then came home to mow the dog