Delusional Poem by Ima Ryma

I declare alcoholiday,
And drink myself into a state
Of thinking into acting way
That as a sage I am so great.
I think great thoughts that I must share
By speaking great words to all who
Are in earshot of all I air.
It is a deed that I must do.
I relish in the night before,
Not at me but with me laughter.
I'm not aware how much I bore
Till I wake the morning after.

Each and ev'ry time I'm punk drunk
I always act out my stunk thunk.