Sep 22, 2005 21:51
Here I sit in my room
No view, no clue
A glass of wine half empty
A buzz entreated, quite loopy
The world is humor
Life a gas
As long as the stupor doesn’t pass
Posey posted and poetry writ
When drunkenly portrayed
Ain’t worth a shit
Now I quit
No saliva to spit
Here’s to hoping
This thing is a hit