Seamus Kennedy<\/p>\n
To the tune of Yesterday<\/p>\n
Breathalyzed…Crystals turning green before my eyes;
\nI turned yellow when I realized
\nThat I have just been breathalyzed.<\/p>\n
Suddenly…there’s a policeman looking down at me
\nI’d like to punch him but he’s six foot three
\nAnd I would like to stay alive.<\/p>\n
I did something wrong and I know it was a beaut;<\/p>\n
When he pulled me in and I parked upon his foot, so gently…<\/p>\n
I got sick….when he brought me down the local nick,
\nI’ve never seen a sergeant move so quick
\nBut not as quick as I got sick<\/p>\n
They said, “We want your blood to test for alcohol.”
\n“Go away,” I said, “you’ll get nothing. Dracula…”<\/p>\n
Paralyzed…500 milligrams per hundred mil.,
\nNow they reckon I’m a mobile still
\nAnd I will soon be penalized.<\/p>\n
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away.
\nNow the judge says ; must join A.A.
\nAnd take the bus for sixty days.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Seamus Kennedy To the tune of Yesterday Breathalyzed…Crystals turning green before my eyes; I turned yellow when I realized That I have just been breathalyzed. Suddenly…there’s a policeman looking down at me I’d like to punch him but he’s six foot three And I would like to stay alive. I …