I Write This Poem Somewhat In Fear

It was just after I posted My last two poems Our precious poetrysoup Went Ka Boom With hope I pray I wasn't the cause Of the dreadful fall But I must get something off my chest My son-in-law is climbing the walls You see he read his poem And called me a liar He said he may let me keep my cane But the coke will have to go Unless it is a real small cup With lots of ice or snow So with head hung low I must make a correction to my verse He only cut the bottom off one bottle Not two like I was assumed And then he reminded me He had to drop to the floor on one more chore He had to retrieve my cane for me Once more I guess he really had been abused But there is one thing he doesn't know His daughters friend has made for him His very own pair of BEER GOGGLES And then I AM GOING TO ROAR