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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…
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