Drunken

Wobbly he walks to lose the chill
Wine and smoke blended in the air
Knocks a store, as he bangs a chair
"Give me beer, here's a hundred bill"
"Sorry, this' a play money, Will"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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October 15, 2008 at 9:42 AM
Hello Teresita, drunkeness will bring one to nowhere. This is a bad attitude-hope people who have this habit could read your poem. I will continue to read your pieces of arts. I lov eyour works. Ernie
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August 25, 2008 at 1:43 AM
Teresita - well I guess he didn't get that beer huh - I have known a couple of "Drunks" in my day and have always considered theirs to be the saddest of plights - God Bless
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