Late nights….wine…coffee…good friends; just sitting around the table talking about life…the world…the stars. Nights like these are too few and too far between. You can learn everything there is to know on a night like this.
Yo ho ho and a bottle of booze,
name your poison, go on and choose.
Fifteen cans on a dead man’s chest,
crush the empties and drink the rest.
Pieces of 8 different bottles around,
better sober up before you run aground.