Sunspot
Got a chance to look at the dark sun,
said to myself, "Oh, son-of-a-gun,"
while the glasses worked well
I heard shouts, "What the hell"...
a drunk woman threw-up on the fun!
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2017
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