Best Inebriate Poems

Insanity constantly enslaves and mocks
No break, no pause, the appetite always knocks
Enough, never registers, his life, it sucks
Beer and gin, in his long gut line up and flock
Rich pockets, poor soul, behind the prison’s lock
Inversely proportional life, on the pluck
Always emptying bottles all round the...

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You stood outside the bar 
And tried to be polite
Against a barrage of knuckles
But felt skull and skin collide
Ask the bouncers, whose arms

Feasted upon your drunken stupor
Hours' worth of anger
In town, trying to convince the banker
To lower the interest rate 
Over debts they could hardly...

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