old frog why so glum?
you still have enough croak left
to liven the night!
“I’mzz a man of myy words,” came voice of the drunk. Amused by what she heard, Amanda decided to engage him in conversation, “What do you mean?”
The drunk struggling to refocus his gaze replied, “coz I alwaysss speeaks da truth just like nowz, …..whens Iz tellss you I can out drink any mannn in this roooom! ”
Infuriated by another case of male boastfulness, Amanda mockingly retorted, “You men are all the same!!! So full of yourselves!”
Looking bemused, the drunk replied, “Lady, just coz I’m the only mann in da room,…it doesn’t meanz I deservezz all the blame.”
Come winter, I wonder if I will remember the bliss
of summer or will winter’s arrival merely
bring me remorse for summer’s parting.
How frivolously I abandon the present and
dismiss the fruits of a future yet to come; only to
cling to the past, whose coffers are clearly spent!