Oh
to worship
at the altar
of drunken
abandon.
Confess
your sins,
and revel
in liquid
Absolut(ion).
There
is salvation
in intoxication,
for I am 10 feet tall
at 100 proof!
SMG
crows for a girl named hope
4 days ago
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Great!
That is all.
Wow, so snappy! This is not helping me ignore the fresh bottle of wine in the fridge.
Concise and tight. Weighty too for such a short poem. Bravo!
I remember the days when I felt 10 feet tall and then less than an inch the next morning......excellent poem
lovely writing...
your words inspire.
End of The Year Awards 4 Friends of Jingle or Jingle Poetry Community
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! xxx
keep up the excellence,
link a poem to our potluck tomorrow, give us the cheers to continue...
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