Boozeleg

aha not by dolph this time…

this was gorgeously written…

by a habitual drinker, social smoker

a typical drinking roll
starting with a round of risking-it-all pints
to deeper satirical rhetoric over whiskey
to dessert wines (red and white considered milder)
when generally vision blurs and words slurs
and ending with that menacing state of brain freeze madness
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be cheerful of life
even more careful with why
ever ask how days pass us by?
risk it all in a good old pint

we ask what’s the meaning of life
haunted truth masked from naked eyes
i say let’s stop this pointless search
secrets told will lose their worth
keep it short to live it long
eat less to drink more
yesterday’s stories yesterday’s tale

sexy tasty red and white
silly tally words and lines
saggy tippy flesh and bones
sappy tipsy souls and minds
sinking, stinking life
sing a song and tell a lie

somewhere, sometimes
where gentle waves break into roaring tides
when sun sets into growling winds
this theater revokes a distant dream
as memory guards a fading scene
vividly recalled, vaguely seen
a place named home that’s never been
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