I Hate My Whisky
I hate the sky on a sunny day
I hate to watch the children play
I hate my whisky I hate my beer
i hate the music in my ear
I hate songbirds all around
I hate every gentle sound
I hate my whisky I hate my beer
and I hate to give and I hate to share
I hate the cites and I hate the towns
I hate the ups and I hate the downs
I hate my whisky I hate my beer
but I drink it all - to hide my fear
I hate my books and poems too
I hate the things I wrote for you
I hate my whisky I hate my beer
and I spend my hatred everywhere
I hate the hours in my hourglass
it only shows the time that pass
I hate my whisky I hate my beer
But I love it all - when you are here
Copyright © Steinar Gismeroy Olafsen | Year Posted 2014
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