Never Drunk
How come I’m never drunk
I mean drunk like a skunk
Used to be a punk
Then turned into a hunk
I used to collect some junk
And put it in my trunk
Even under my bunk
Some of it just stunk
Had to admit I was drunk
If I did not I was sunk
Had to live like a monk
Once upon a bunk
Dumped all of the junk
Even the stuff that stunk
Had put it in my trunk
Then took it to the dump
Copyright © John Bernard | Year Posted 2009
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