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Booze
It was a dark and stormy night,
Beautiful view, beautiful sight,
As she mused
And against her demons
She had to fight.
Yes, totally aware,
The evil drinks were killing her,
She reflected,
As she lifted the quart to her lips,
Sighed, waved away the guilt
And took another sip.
Beautiful view, beautiful sight,
As she mused
And against her demons
She had to fight.
Yes, totally aware,
The evil drinks were killing her,
She reflected,
As she lifted the quart to her lips,
Sighed, waved away the guilt
And took another sip.
Published 21st Aug 2020
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22nd Aug 2020 2:26am
Me too. I quit drinking decades ago. You? Ok, perhaps not, I see, after reading your profile. Hang in there.
