It Wasn't Me, It Was Just The Drink Talking (Another Painting)

By Bardo

Sitting at a table in a pub with some other people who look really upset, nay
aghast at something I’ve just said
And I have this ventriloquist’s Dummy on my
His nose is very red as are his ears, even his
cheeks have a reddish tint
And he has this crazy wild look on his face
And he’s also wearing this funny disjointed jacket which has all these very
flamboyant colours on it
Just like the colours of all the Bottles of
Spirits hanging over at the Bar

And I’m there and I’m pointing at the Dummy
explaining to the other people
“It wasn’t me, it was just the Drink talking!”.

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