Magic Beer Fridge
So ... we were drinking Red Stripe and polished off a 12 pack. Headed out to the bar but it was 01:43 am so they sent us back. Didn't even open the door and the open sign was on. So my bud tells me lets just go pick up some cigs from the Chevron. Then an epiphany hits him and he barks out to me. I know of a Magical Beer Fridge that has booze oh plenty. He exclaims no one ever believes me, no one wants to hear! No one ever listens as he rolls the plan into my ears.
The Magic Beer Fridge has alcohol of a wide variety.
The Magic Beer Fridge is what we need.
I have these filthy rich friends that keep it stocked full.
I haven't been there in 6 years but it's worth a shot,
cuz if thier garage door is open. Our night will rule!
I head down the feeder road take a few lefts and some rights. My friend steers me clear of police and red lights. Drivin down a fancy street I pull up to a mansion. Turn the radio off kill the brights and my engine. He slams the door heading towards the beer. Tells me to pretend I'm texting or making a call on my phone and just sit here. I proceed to wait and wait some more. Then he calls me and whispers make a U turn! I got the beer we fucking scored! In his jacket he carried a plethra of drinks from beyond. Poking out of the sleeves were DosXquis, Leffe, Miller Lite, and Lone Star. A 53 dollar bottle of wine gets placed in my back seat. As a Miller bottle shatters on the ground we meet.
The Magic Beer Fridge has alcohol of a wide variety.
The Magic Beer Fridge is what we need.
I have these filthy rich friends that keep it stocked full.
I haven't been there in 6 years but it's worth a shot,
cuz if thier garage door is open. Our night will rule!
Seeing the box of booze I pop open a Dos Xquis. I chuckle viciously as we make a right onto a unknown street. The Magic Beer Fridge is driving down the road. The Magic Beer Fridge is on the roam. Heading back to the place I call home. We pound fists to our conquest, and can't wait to drink some free foam! What a journey we completed. The dilemma of no alcohol had been defeated.
The Magic Beer Fridge has alcohol of a wide variety.
The Magic Beer Fridge is what we need.
I have these filthy rich friends that keep it stocked full.
I haven't been there in 6 years but it's worth a shot,
cuz if thier garage door is open. Our night will rule!
I head down the feeder road take a few lefts and some rights. My friend steers me clear of police and red lights. Drivin down a fancy street I pull up to a mansion. Turn the radio off kill the brights and my engine. He slams the door heading towards the beer. Tells me to pretend I'm texting or making a call on my phone and just sit here. I proceed to wait and wait some more. Then he calls me and whispers make a U turn! I got the beer we fucking scored! In his jacket he carried a plethra of drinks from beyond. Poking out of the sleeves were DosXquis, Leffe, Miller Lite, and Lone Star. A 53 dollar bottle of wine gets placed in my back seat. As a Miller bottle shatters on the ground we meet.
The Magic Beer Fridge has alcohol of a wide variety.
The Magic Beer Fridge is what we need.
I have these filthy rich friends that keep it stocked full.
I haven't been there in 6 years but it's worth a shot,
cuz if thier garage door is open. Our night will rule!
Seeing the box of booze I pop open a Dos Xquis. I chuckle viciously as we make a right onto a unknown street. The Magic Beer Fridge is driving down the road. The Magic Beer Fridge is on the roam. Heading back to the place I call home. We pound fists to our conquest, and can't wait to drink some free foam! What a journey we completed. The dilemma of no alcohol had been defeated.
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