A bottle of beer.

by justbekozlowski

A bottle of beer,

Makes your memory queer,

You may forget things,

Like a trip to the pier,

‘Oh, the times we had,

On that fabulous day’,

Have now been forgotten,

They’ve all run away.

But when you find,

Your brain quite foggy,

You shouldn’t let

Your eyes get soggy.

Ask a friend,

Just what you did,

And fingers crossed,

They’ll know instead.