Friday Night
It’s Friday night; party time,
And I’m ready to get jacked up;
Mix some mega cocktails,
In my hot pink solo cup;
I’m down to play some quarters,
But beer pong is my sport;
And trust me, when this nights over,
I won’t be walking without support;
This week has been exhausting,
I’m ready to drink it all away;
Wash away my sorrows,
‘til I slur every word I say;
I’m ready to shut this work week down,
By partying with my friends;
And hopefully the sun will be rising,
By the time that this night ends!
Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2012
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