Barf Party
The weed made me paranoid-giggling-sweet
whisky stoked the anger's glow
somebody's peeing in the corner
strange noises beyond the bedroom door.
An ogre is trying to fashion a fight
I try and avoid his dark green eyes.
My date has grown a porcelain halo
My friends have left their minds
I think it's past time to go.
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