My Indulgence

With a solid grip, I affirmed my testament.
I pledged allegiance to the end
It’s frothy contents, begging me to succumb
I hoisted it up high

I made a salute, an affirmation
To the world, I showed my cards
Never again would there be a mystery
All doubts had come and gone

With my head thrown back
I devoured the froth
My passion justified
My indulgence quenched

Slamming it home, with a clatter
The mug and table shook at the exchange
“I’ll order another” my voice rang
“A Guinness if you please”