to drink from you, I wish I were able.
Your owner keeps you in odd rows;
why doesn't he drink? No one knows.
Sadly you sit collecting dust;
your paranoid owner with no trust,
displays a collection that is not used;
leaving everyone else totally confused.
Perhaps your owner thinks you will
make him seem a lot more chill.
So while he pretends to be a boozer,
We all know he's just a big fake loser.
(As you can see it's all caked with dust)