FIZZY HYPE

It ain’t what it’s cracked up to be,

Champagne;

It bigs you up; but drink too much -

It brings you down again.

It makes you laugh as bubbles burst

And sparkle in your eye

But pretty soon you just don’t know

If you want to laugh or cry.

You laugh at jokes, and knock it back;

Call for another bottle

When from the corner of your eye

you spot the bloke you want to throttle.

You slurp another, march right up

Your head is in a muddle

Take a swing, and drop your glass -

Then slip over in the puddle.

Later on, in hospital

Head aching, leg in plaster

Time to think and ponder on

What caused such a disaster.

With aching head, lying on the bed

You sigh; for now you see

You’re living proof, its actual truth –

Fizz is not what it’s cracked up to be!