While in practice, the title of this poem works for me, but, there is more to it than MY
bad drinking habits. Today I’m going to test your memories, before they forever fade to black. Three years ago in Cambridge, Massachusetts, (July 2009) a Harvard University professor and friend of President Obama was arrested by Sgt. James Crowley of the Cambridge Police Department on charges of disorderly conduct. Professor Henry Louis Gates Jr.is of African-American descent, and I mention this ONLY as it was perceived to be relevent as well as a catalyst, to the initial incident, by Prof. Gates himself. (Sgt. Crowley is of Irish-American descent) I won’t go into the details behind the arrest or the reasoning, or lack thereof, for the unnecessary comment,(‘the Cambridge Police acted stupidly’) that was made about the incident by the president, but I will add that the charge was later dropped against Professor Gates. Then in an effort to assuage the tension that appeared to have developed, Mr. Obama invited both the prof and the cop, to the white house for a sit down around a couple of beers, and that is the crux of this poem. Believe it or not, it is meant to be humorous.
As is this little toast:
I will raise a glass
whether or not
that you be here.
But should you come,
please bring more beer!
Enjoy your Wednesday wistfully,
BEER AS A PACIFIER
The prof and the cop,
and the man at the top,
shared a beer, domestically brewed.
Now, I wouldn’t say,
it was festive, that day,
but all, were in very, fine mood.
So good, in fact,
they agreed, to a pact,
and departed, with party on, dude!
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