The Great British Pisshead Poem by Shaun Cronick
The Great British Pisshead
Friday night.
Saturday night.
Sunday afternoon,
And if still coherent,
In the land of the living,
Sunday night too.
To drink in any moderation,
Is too truly beyond belief.
Oh to drown oneself in alcohol,
For booze's quick fix relief.
For they do deserve a drink,
They've toiled so hard all week.
Then they start to slur words,
Utter gibberish in doublespeak.
But the fun doesn't stop there,
Time for their midnight fight.
To wake up in Accident and Emergency,
In agony by dawn's early light.
Same again lads? ...
An astute observation of people's behavior. A meaningful write that sends a message: drink in moderation to avoid accidents or fights due to unruly behavior. Yes, our body needs fun and relaxation but we must not overdo it. A wonderful poem so vividly and brilliantly conveyed.
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8/20/2025 8:35:59 AM # 1.0.0
A very accurate description of the British drinking culture which apparently has existed since time immemmorial. I thought it was highly irresponsible of Bojo and his cronies (particularly Lord Snooty a.k.a Rees - Mog) to promote ' Super Saturday' last week. Anyway it's a totally 10 from me Shaun!