Upon Meth's Door

Upon Meth’s Door

The Southern Temple¹ Excavation
In search of cheap intoxication
Scoured the Wadi² high and low
But found no place where they could go.

The Forum’s³ prices were a fright,
And the other bars were closed up tight.
So the team was rather sore
When they showed up upon Meth’s⁴ door.

He too was closing for the night,
But when presented with their plight
He smiled and said he’d acquiesce
And welcome them to be his guests

“But,” said he, “on one condition-
You see, I have a noble mission:
I have a spirit, cool and clear,
That’s superior to wine or beer.”

“A liquor not known in the West,
But that I maintain, is far the best.
I don’t like people to go back
Until they’ve sampled some Arak.”

And so the team in search of booze,
Knew they really couldn’t loose-
For the choice that they were asked to face
Was between Arak and a hard place.