Writing Poems About Stolen Liquor

A small vial, I’ve nicked it, A bottle of tequila, Aren’t I a delinquent, My heart is racing Against my mind, What a craze To be foolish and hungry, Must be clever, even more cunning, I’ll Regret this forever? Never know ‘till I try… Can’t forget the promise I’m leashed to, Said I wouldn’t again... Now where to? Maybe i’ll just tell him, He’s doing the same kinda, Even last night, He told me if I felt up to it…