Johnnie Walker
Fads are two a penny
Dads a rare breed
My father gave me life lessons
No quibbling
Matter of fact
Sometimes lacking tact
I miss his ways
These days
It's all about do this
If you want bliss
All to do with marketing
Making money
It's no longer funny
Some advice is contradictory
Even conflicting
Coffee being good and bad
Caffeine making you sad.
Quite refreshing
Quite depressing
I took a 5 kilometre walk
My therapist sneaking it in during his talk
I walked past a heap of rubbish
There was a bottle of Johnnie Walker
Alcohol good for the mood
Bad for the heart once you start
I felt like a stalker more than a walker.
Being the talker after a bottle of Johnnie Walker
Good is bad
Mood became sad.
Walking is good
'Johnnie Walker' just being rude
C.27022022
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The confused state of affairs.