Tonight I begin with a bottle of gin,
Quickly move to whiskey,
Spend some time varying the chaser,
Then slowly returning with some rum,
The whole time thinking “where are they with the beer”
To each their own,
You speak it nonchalantly
But we know you care,
In fact we’ve known awhile,
But we like to see the creativity,
All the ways you pretend,
The excuses, lies,
Elaborate stories,
But enough’s enough,
Its’ okay you’re here with friends,
A montage, a melody
Some deafening reality
The morning after,
The afternoon is worse,
So much worse,
And I had the words so well rehearsed
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