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[2016] Lady Slings The Booze
At the end of the night
you don't get to choose
You have no right
to get behind the wheel
in the condition you're in
Sing the blues all you want
while this cocktail savant
dry martini debutante
snatches those car keys
outta your wavering hand
So what if you lose
a chunk of your imbecilic pride?
In the end
we and by we
I mean everybody
win
as you sleep it off
on the bench outside
all the while
without as much as a
shot glass of recognition
she continues slinging the booze
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