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Alcohol, Fun, and Death
I'm coming to the end of a damn good session
In the pub, and I'm feeling okay;
I tend to suffer from chronic depression
But the alcohol keeps my blues at bay,
Until the next day!
Then oh, my God, how guilty I feel,
The whole thing seems so foul and unreal!
I need to give up drink,
And it's a damned emergency, whatever you think!
They're talking of Rehab - isn't that great!
What have I done to deserve this fate?
If only I'd never got hooked on wine -
A bottle or two and I'm feeling fine,
I'm a soul that nobody will ever save
But I guess I'll be sober when I lie in my grave!
poem
by
John Thorkild Ellison
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