Drinking

Grab the rum, grab the blender,

we’ll go on a three-week bender

Get the salt, cut the lime,

come along; it’s Cuervo time

Have a drink, play some games,

blow out all the pretty flames

Now you’re drunk, what a blast, 

things are spinning rather fast

Come the dawn, you’ll rue the night

and how you flew (just like a kite)

So when you drink, you best keep cool,

or hang your head o’er porcelain pool

Catch my drift, or am I late?

Catalogue just what you ate

Here it comes, you best begone…

now see who the joke is on?