Monthly Archives: July 2019


Even words are precious, so is beer.

That’s why I’m here.

I am precious, so are you.

That’s true.

Tich Ennis

30th July, 2019


Everyone has their own path to trod to or from God.

My path is not lonely I am not only.

I won’t name names here.

Who buys me a beer?

What do you mean there is no God, how do you know?

You told yourself so.

You say and do what suits you.

Some who say they believe would shoot you.

They don’t believe in my God.

Who am I, a drunken sod.

By and large I have given up drink.

I think.

Tich Ennis

27th July, 2019