Buzzed before the shift begins,
All the patrons already grin.
Realizing he’s misplaced the gin,
Now he's pouring soda in.
Drinks look like rainbows, oh what a scene,
Even the ice cubes start to gleam.
Very few orders make sense, it seems,
Everyone’s toastin’ to his whacky dreams.
Every drink tastes like mystery stew,
Wait, who ordered pickles in brew?
How did a cactus end up in a queue?
Oh well, let’s all just try something new!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
