Tuesday, March 7, 2006
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He slept the dream of ethanol
and when he woke, his battered soul
was in a mood too foul to bear
as vomit stuck in his gray hair.
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Linda Hepner
07 March 2006
Herbert this packs a bitter punch. On the other hand there's a horrific comedy in your verses!
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8/21/2025 4:13:58 AM # 1.0.0
Maybe I'm just in a sad mood but I found this very sad and moving Herbert. Great poem! I'm always so impressed with your ability to bring a scene to life through your words. Wonderful. sincerely, Mary