Pity Party

 

My pub crawl from Hell
stretched to the wee hours
as I sat like a lump all alone
softly sniffling in my Guinness

Overwhelmed
by the abject loneliness of it all

A bonny lassie from Killarney
took pity on my solo plight
and took this sad

pathetic puppy
to bed for the night

I think she knew

deep down in her heart
my boo hoo act

for feminine sympathy
was pure blarney
but I guess

her loins
were feeling

a wee bit lonely too