The Same Dirty Glass. Poem by Steven Harris

Drinking out of the same glass
the same dirty glass
it hasent been washed for days
it has seen so many different chemicals
beer, cider, vodka, jack and coke and lemonade
all of them without ever seeing a sink bowl
it hasent had the pleasure of smelling the fragrant smells
of washing up liquid
not once has it been left to dry
as soon as the beer goes
in goes the cider
its sticky and everytime something new is poured init
it doesnt taste the same
that dirty glass
i think its time we wash you out.