I Just Went

When I was young I'd drink all day. Till I was drunk and swing and sway. But then time came to pay the bill. And I woke up a little ill. My belly grew and almost popped. Then I knew this must be stopped. My hair fell out and I got gout. I finally learned what it's about. The damage done, nowhere to run. My hay day's gone, now no more fun. My bladders fried and totally spent. I always feel like I just went. Just one beer, oh my, oh dear. And now I have to go I fear. I've taken pills to ease my ills. It's this kind of thinking that usually kills. Maybe someday I'll live and learn. If you play with fire, you will burn. But I'd like to know just what it meant. For I still feel like I just went.