Peter Lewis Holmes Poet Couplet

Hangover

I will admit to being confused
my face this morning, looks contused

I have  memory none of what went on
where I was or what  had on

I appear to be wearing womens’ clothes
and there’s something strange tickling my nose

Down below’s all intact, I checked before
with zealous tact

The strangest writing’s on my chest, sort of
 text-speak, rhyming  jest

And using mirror I read on, appears 
quick-written by a girl called Ron

Rhymes with duck and punt and rum 
and parting statement says “what fun!”

Wallet’s full, I don’t despair but
something sticky in my hair?

Trying to rise from out my lair,
I see I’m handcuffed to the chair

But what’s more vexing is the sign
on front room window’s polished line

The man in here, should get a medal
he’s fun and such a sexy devil!

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