Dutch Courage Poem by Kevin Eaglesfield

Fragrant breeze was blowing,
And the wine was quickly flowing,
So my bravery was growing
By the min.

My head was slightly reeling
From the mix and from the feeling
That the woman most appealing
Flashed a grin.

I wandered over bleary,
Laid out tempting offers cheery,
Her lip was curled and sneery
'Hind her gin.

So now I sit with fingers
Etched in cheek and drink that lingers
In my hair and drips on cinders
From my chin.