To Drink
I drink and drink
One may call it a bender
I drink and drink
Yet never forfeit
I drink and drink
But only when there's a true call for it
Oh what oh what would be a true call they cry
Why, not a truer call than death do I reply.
I drink and drink
Yet they do not revive
I drink and drink
Yet my kidneys do thrive
Oh how I drink
Only when death comes
Do I truly oblige.
Oh how I will drink and drink
And drink again
When nothing left flows
Will I subside.
Copyright © Hannah Cherry | Year Posted 2023
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