I’m a pub owner, and I’m your best friend,
the minute you’re broke, our friendship will end.
On alcohol I will make sure you depend,
I dictate how much you will spend.
I listen to stories, and smile and pretend,
even though you’re driving me round the bend.
To feed your addiction means profit to me,
beyond euro coins, no more do I see.
I am everyone’s local drug dealer,
I may put you in need of a healer.
copyright@emmasharn2010
