Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Sotally Tober
Starkle, starkle little twink
Who the hell you are I think
I'm not under what you call
The alcho-fluence of inco-hol
I'm just a little slort on sheep
I'm not drunk like thinkle peep
I don't know who me yet
But the drunker I stand here the longer I get
Just give me one more drink to fill my cup
'Cause I got all day sober to sunday up.
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3 comments:
reminds of a lil' poem i wrote about a certain "illegal substance"..... ;)
and I swear to drunk I'm not God.:P
Good Stuff!
wow, didn't know you could ryhme so beautifully when having had a few tequilas too much... :)
Glad I have the feeling you copied it tough... I wouldn't know whether to be impressed or worried!
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