Vodka party

Smash! goes the glass

After drinking a vodka mass

It means I’m well

In this party where I dwell

In front of my hoard

Of friends who won’t make me board

Soon I will fly

With friends and endless Vodka supply

Wrong Party

There’s a Party tonight

Friend’s now eighteen

Know what that could mean

There’s a party tonight

It’s a party of drinks

Get busted and drown

Not until you frown

It’s a party of drinks

Girlfriend’s at the party

Dancing with the friend

Mad with you in the end

Girlfriend’s at the party

What to do

Drink yourself out

Friend can’t talk to you about

What to do

Success

Your left alone

Just like the girl

You refused to phone

Creeper's den

There was a creeper

Silent and cunning

Walked past a fish

In a tub still swimming

Who sung to the dove

Trapped  in a gold pen

Who looked at the moon

Out the of the window den

Moon spoke to no one

For she was free

Though everyone wished

To not let her be

Big Yellow Door

Big yellow Door

It’s light shines so bright tonight

My Big yellow door

Is home

It’s a big yellow door

To tell all is well

Big yellow door means

I’m not alone

I open my big yellow door

To all my folks and blokes

Big yellow door leads

To my home floor

I close the door

It has done it’s task

I sit down drink beer out of my favorite flask

I need not to worry anymore

Of finding my Big Yellow Door

Party Plans

Tonight we feast

Drown me in cider

Give the man vodka

And awake the  party beast

Then we'll have sex

Piercing through sky

Lights of our club

I want to dance

Let the others get high

Then we’ll have sex

Ouch! It’s gone

The dance and song

 My Ankle’s Swollen

Drinks are still on

Then we’ll have sex

Mason's Car

Rumble, rumble hear the car grumble

“No response” father cries

Thud, thud the car goes upward

Phones drop to this scene

Bump, bump car finally slumps

On it’s eleventh holiday

Masons watch in ‘aww’ at the car

Broken down now after taking them so far

The office and organization

Can’t help the Mason’s desperation

Of not leaving their car in France

Preferring car to be lost in such a distance

Stumble, stumble hear Mason’s grumble

Thud, thud Mason’s go downward

Slump, slump over every bump

Oh their eleventh holiday