John Bernard Poet I do not know?

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

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