Wobbly headed, seeing double, slow to react,
Will my head float away if I don’t hold it down?
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remember my friend, he got drunk so bad, he stepped forward once but stepped backward twice..so he never get home..he is tired and unwitty..he stopped and saw everything around him is turning..so he laid..and conclude..to just wait for his house to come...hahahaha
very sobering to me. which i fail to understand when i'm drinkin' to get drunk.. eye enjoyed reading. and that's the sober truth.
Nice poem Anita, I never know when I've had enough and that is my downfall, and I always say never again, oh well maybe one to let the New Year in with, Happy New Year to you, best wishes Lynda
what a great piece you wrote, here! i liked it, smiling at you-