Some Think Some Drink

To be fruitful with gale
Foolish and ass like
Amongst the merry men,
Fine dined
Bathing as swine
Not artfully tasting
Downing, drowning good spirits o wine.
A seat at the bar
Roar festivities
Till the end of year
For no quiet place
Is what brings me here,
For laughs
For love, we think but unclear
Salute the booze and quicker candy
Whatever chosen poison
Thinkless on another round of beer.

Have a very merry blackout Christmas,
And don't worry the sober remember.