brown juice

'Guitar rip over a beating drum'

Laughter rang out
from the front room's
musical joust
the weekly band rehearsal
and a singing mouth

We the 'children'
mimic their play
in a back room
out of the parents way

Billy's guitar
sounded sour
Tinas five gallon buckets
were hum drums for hours

bang bang bang drum roll splat

Our little band
needed the boost
to sound as good
as the parents
after drinking
... the brown juice!

Every child knows
the magic it sows
to drink the brown juice
your talent grows

along with laughter and smiles!

a master plan crafted
a ninja's daring mission
brown juice bottle grasped
from out of the kitchen

huddled around
the back of the house
each of us dared
to sip the brown juice
that was buttermilk sour

spew spit spat yak

the faces of the ugly
as each of us sipped
this stuff was nasty
and burned past the lip

Each of us agreed
it wasn't worth the tasting
the brown juice ...
a bottle of ... whiskey!