The capital letters suggest that you are imbibing as you finish writing up your research. I forget what your usual Saturday night drink is. You've been known to linger in Motels in states that are not Texas.
Working and quite guzzling
But the state of the economy to come Is dark scary and puzzling
When I'm drunk on kahlua and rum Come on lil - you know me well
Certainly you've got it right Would indeed be a cold day in hell
Ere I was sober on a Saturday night yeesh
A cold day indeed! This reminds me of Ogden Nash. I keep one of his poems in my pocket to use at parties and events to seem clever. Here it is: That's right, I said "booya" after an Ogden Nash poem. There is a first time for everything.
Boooya! There is something about a martini
Ere the dining and dancing begin
And to tell you the truth
It's not the vermouth
I think that perhaps it's the gin