Beveraged

i like to drink when i write

but i never seem to get pissed

not out of my head pissed

yeah my boots get a wobble

i get a bit loud

and

i can feel the liquor

as it barges about me inside

like a bull in a china shop

and

me i just chuck it down

like its going out of style

it can get real other worldly

if i analyse the buzz

but not the drunken topsy turvy

of a beer garden in the sun of an afternoon

my brain wont let go of the words

until they are taken down

just for the record

winding down my days

by winding up myself

no matter how much beer

i dilute my systems fluids with

i never get blotto

i get tired yes...

i succumb eventually yes...

but be buggered

if i don't see it's shine

beforehand!

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