Margarita Margarita

When the boss cracked me

Hurt my esteem and pride

When depression was hovering at large

And I was full of self doubt,

The only solace was Margarita

Margarita Margarita

When she ditched me

That bitch

When my heart cried

And I needed a shoulder to cry on

The only shoulder I got was of Margarita

Margarita Margarita

When I got tired of this rat race

When I couldn't take it no more

And the only other alternative

Was to retire to the woods

I chose Margarita

Margarita Margarita

When life seemed meaningless

And I couldn't find a purpose

To live on

I got something to live for

I got Margarita

Margarita Margarita

PS: Margarita is a wonderful cocktail I tasted yesterday at ZinQ in Dr. Vikram's party. It is tequila shaken with ice and lime juice. It was then that I composed this poem at Dora's request