Friday Night

Sitting at home on a Friday night
I haven't been drinking, so that's alright;
Watching TV, Taz, Roger, and me
Feeling content, happy and free.

Sitting at home, we're happy here
Never a thought of whiiskiey or beer.
Cola and chips are the snacks of choice--
Except for Taz, but he's raising his voice.

The CamLoe house is calm and quiet
Cause we're all on the booze free diet.
So we're sitting here this Friday night
Calm and sober, and that's just right.

Dec 15/17
D H Loewen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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