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Sick

One night a man said to his son your friend is really sick The child pondered this and asked can he be fixed It isn’t as simple as that my boy Why he’s not a doll or a simple toy Secondly the child pondered what was the matter Stomach swelling and cerebral contusions from a Horrible clatter A drunk man going home one eve Didn’t mind help or watching his speed So he was just in the wrong place The boy was young and chase A bruise was all the drunk man suffered and mental grief Now the boys friend now enjoys a painless Eternal sleep A grown man one day entered a grave yard and promised A point that he nearly missed The point of is statement was that he would never let a man do this So he set about securing himself as a prohibitionist The young man accomplished a good many laws indeed Until he found that a drink was all he would need He got sick, ill rather more like a severe headache Aspirin was out of stock and if not treated could result in a state So he new that a drink would thin his blood to relieve pain That was against his word, promise, and his claim! So he did! Later found out that drink saved him He had a blood clot in the brain would have slain him He sought to utilize his skills to bring back alcohol use Though not to over exceed or abuse He won his endeavor with prohibition and drank responsibly Taking away keys and driving licenses to the weak and wobbly Though that man thinks of his friend he can’t take back his factions Every night asks forgiveness for this transaction On the FUTURE

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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