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The Drunkards Path

Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2016 7:45 pm
by norman
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The Drunkards Path

Some say I'm an alcoholic
Because of this beer in my hand
But they are so wrong about me
Each day I only drink a thirty pack of cans

Alcoholics go to meeting
While drunks just get wasted
Others just want to judge us
But they don't know what we've tasted

I might get a bit wasted
Until my speech becomes slurred
But it's when I stand up
That my vision becomes blurred

I might be a bit staggery
And I don't walk in a zoom
But you best get out of my way
When I head towards the restroom

Now don't make fun of me
Just because I'm a drunk
For times I go for weeks without a bath
It's been said I smell like a skunk

Just stay clear of me
Or you'll feel my wrath
As I work my way around
This old drunkards path

No don't make fun of me
Those remarks I've heard them all
Now let me get back to you later
I just heard another thirty pack call

written 7/30/2016 by Norman Hale Jr.