Dear Jack,
Even your liquor,
Agrees with me,
That you're stinkin,
From drinkin,
Oh,
I know you say,
That you love me true,
A Liquid courage,
Always persuades you,
But your stinkin from drinkin,
And I think,
Your liquor's a drunken fool.
Vickie Thayer
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