Funny Drunk Stuff

Frolicking amongst the roses
in New Farm park
with jugs of Black Velvet
the stiletto heels sinking
falling all over
and the glasses clinking
laughing till we burst
we will never forget the farce
but our heads will
feel the worst
from too many Black Velvets
we have not a care
this time is for funny drunk stuff
chasing each other around
shoes flung in the air
skirts billowing in a suddenly bluster
someone fell over,  laughing
laughing till the tears fall
crying with laughter
pouring and missing the glass
don't spill the black gold
I'll lick it off the grass