Whenever I drink I feel like One of the drunken Disney mice With hiccups and all -Kel Dayheart
Thoughtless
The more I drink The less I think So bartender, Pour me another -Kel Dayheart
Marinate
I am wine soaked Marinated To the point Of no rational thoughts -Kel Dayheart
Whiskey Sea
My brain feels sea-sick From the waves of alcohol Rushing through my veins My eyes swim to see With sea legs I stumble Without an ounce of grace -Kel Dayheart
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