Alcohol Grin
Give them a sentence,
of one to ten,
then go to the club,
and get your alcohol grin.
Who are you fooling,
your addiction is booze,
don't you think,
people don't have a clue.
We are judged,
by the fruits we bear,
what's missing from your life,
is waiting there.
Drive home drunk,
get stopped on the way,
but no one will punish,
they are not that brave.
People are human,
we all make mistakes,
get them some help,
for goodness sake.
So when you are sitting,
up high in your chair,
remember it could be you,
so try and be fair.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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