A Glass Lays Empty

To the very brim

What a drink it was

Ah a drink to die for

That was told to have cured everything from bunions to burping

I could not wait

For it would sparkle in the light

Bubble and foam at the same time

Could I please have the drink

That's all that people talk about

So sorry this drink is for someone else

But I insisted

Please I have waited longer than anyone

Last time it was promised to me

Well can't I ....

I told you before go away

This drink is not a drink to be wasted on the likes of you

It is for someone far more important

But you see this drink is not for me

It is for a dear friend

Who is sick and may die

Be gone

Off with ya

Before I call the police

For I have done nothing wrong

I will pay all I have

Which is double what you ask

I am tempted but one I can not take

Here comes my good fellow

A man staggered in

Barely walking and swearing in such a loud voice

I have come for my drink

You have it or you will pay for it with your hide

Yes sir it is here

This time the drink was crystal clear in color

With a light reddish tint at the top

This young man offered to pay double

Ha

Who are you ?

I live in town

My name is Burt Fimore

I am the bakers son

So you want to have this drink ?

That is told to cure all ?

I have traveled three days to get here

What do you have to offer ?

I can afford to pay double and pay for your traveling expenses back

Why is this drink so important to you ?

A good friend of mine is very sick and I am sure this will make him well

I see

In offer I can't refuse

There will be another drink in a week

I can wait

I wanted this drink for a whole different purpose

See

I have been a heavy drinker all my life

I have drank in every bar at every corner all over town

I start drinking in the morning when I awake

Then I don't stop until I pass out with a drink still in my hand

The noble thing for me to do

Is give this drink to you

The young man sighed with relief

But today is going to be no different

Unless I drink this drink

To cure my drinking

So I have pity on you good fellow and your friend in such a grave condition

Down the hatch

Without a second to waste

The old timer with a three day old scruffy beard

Took one big Gulp

Swallowed

I should of waited

This drink did nothing

He turned to the beady eyed man sitting on his left

I will take one hundred times my money like you have promised

You are nothing but a crook

Then I will take drinks on the house

Instantly the man looked foggy eyed and dazed

He shook his head and took one step off his stool

Then dropped dead

The drink stopped his drinking alright

Sometimes it is better to wait for the next drink

Don't you think