Guinness “Poem”

Irish Guinness gripped in his hands Sonny used to walk
If you misspell Guinness what would it sound like? He inquired gaily
I replied in nightly sadness “I don’t know!”
We used to walk from Nebraska to Floribraska streets
Sonny exclaimed in his drunkness it will be as “Geniuses” who hold Guinness in their hands
I laughed! So you mean to say your a genius? I asked politely
Yes! have you any doubts? He protested
I replied, how dare there would be a doubt
Ali you belong to Vermont he outcried
I nodded and ignored
He stopped and started yelling
Florida has nothing good to offer us
I am moving to Colorado and you must move to Vermont
You will find intellectual cuticles and inspiration to write
I replied I will think about it
Tonight I felt the need to move somewhere far
Maybe my friend was right I must move to Vermont