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The Alcoholic Pursuasion

As I look at the bottle, now empty on the floor
I cant help but to think, "Why did I go to the store?"
My son came in and that was it
He knew I was drunk, and that made him pissed

I couldn't help but to think of all the lies
And the dissapointment in his eyes
In a drunkin stuper, I told him I was done
"Yea right", he said. "Thats only your first one!"

He was right, I hate to say it.
Thats just part of The Alcoholic Pursuasion
For some people that's the case
It's the end from the very first taste
Written by hensleyb420
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