Glug, Glug, Glug

Glug, Glug, Glug
Drink it on down
Glug, Glug, Glug
My devil is brown

Sip, Sip, Sip
Between the lips
Damn this stuff
And its poisoness grip

It drains the life
It drains the cash
And still demands
To keep some stash

Put it in a closet
Put it in a shoe
The only one fooled
Is the person named YOU!

Rockman
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Anglesey Avatar
October 22, 2013 at 5:38 PM
'Damn this stuff and it's poisonous grip'. Very profound. I should remember this as I take the occasional glug.
Knapp Avatar
June 16, 2013 at 6:00 AM
Addiction is a disease. One so hard to understand for many. Dis - Ease. One who is at dis-ease with them self, and that has been maybe me, for a different reason but still... Great write and hope one if me, you or another is better.
Dunn Avatar
March 13, 2013 at 4:17 PM
Great write I totally understand I have been there myself you are not alone.
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