Our
modern world is hectic and intense.
It
doesn’t always make a lot of sense.
The
man of business quits at half-past-five
And
comes home to the parlour half-alive.
Can
things be different? Yes, and here’s the way
Just
drink a glass of Herbie twice a day.
Herbie
revives the spirits, cheers the soul,
And
works for men like you from pole to pole.
The
formula is secret, but be sure
All
our ingredients are safe and pure.
And
all the nation’s finest doctors say
To
drink a glass of Herbie twice a day.
Poor
Mary-Jane! Her Tom’s a different man
Since
his new duties at the bank began.
They
go to dinner; Tom’s too tired to dance;
Must
good old M.J. live without romance?
No,
Mary-Jane! Tom can be bright and gay
Give
him a glass of Herbie twice a day.
Poor
Tommy Junior’s heart is sad and sore;
Dad
doesn’t want to play catch anymore.
That
wretched bank! But Junior, just tell Mom
Herbie
will cure what Senior suffers from.
We
mix it here, in Hermitage PA.
Dad
needs a glass of Herbie twice a day.
It sounds like smashing stuff, I have to say.
ReplyDeleteCan it be bought outside the U.S.A.?
You bet it can! From London to Kabul!
ReplyDeleteThe whole world needs two daily glasses full!
Very nice poem. It seems like a lot of poets have to have at least one drinking poem.
ReplyDeleteA poet without a drinking poem is not a poet!
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