We would drink you on a train,
We would drink you in the rain,
In a trough mixed with pig slop,
Even on a counter top!
On a couch or in a chair,
In pants, or just plain underwear!
{And for you, we'll even SHARE.}
We hate that you're a seasonal slog,
We do not like it, dear egg nog!
We would drink you in September,
in October, in November!
We'd chug you in the summer heat,
We'd sip you in the freezing sleet.
We'd drink in spring when flowers pop up,
We're always game to have a cup!
So, dear egg nog, here's our plea:
After Christmas, please don't flee!
We'll drink you for a resolution,
and to celebrate the constitution.
We'll drink you in the name of love,
toast leprechauns and turtle doves.
We'll drink you with the Easter Bunny,
We'll drink you when the sun is sunny.
We'll drink you during any season...
Heck! We'll drink you for no reason!
Xoxo,
Kortland
and Tennyson
