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at god at nothing
the whiskey made me
or the want from
all gone the
whiskey made me
i told the cinder blocks
the locks and keys
the jailer the judge
the lawyer the cop
the handcuffs the taser
the window broken
the blood on fire
made me the whiskey
blame the corn too
the rain the dirt
the farmer his daughter
her legs the sun
just don't blame me
the irish the scots
the drunks the monkeys
all we've got left
is this feces throwing
at god at nothing
or the want from
all gone the
whiskey made me
i told the cinder blocks
the locks and keys
the jailer the judge
the lawyer the cop
the handcuffs the taser
the window broken
the blood on fire
made me the whiskey
blame the corn too
the rain the dirt
the farmer his daughter
her legs the sun
just don't blame me
the irish the scots
the drunks the monkeys
all we've got left
is this feces throwing
at god at nothing
Published 9th May 2014
| Edited 20th Feb 2015
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Anonymous
9th May 2014 10:36pm
I really dig this. It's probably my (ex) love of the whiskey, but this kind of writing romanticises it like I remember it and I really appreciated that. Drinking is 99% apologies so it seems.
Thank you for the read.
Thank you for the read.
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