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A glass half empty is never half full
Unless whiskey laughter is in the room
A party to dream away an ashing cigar
We sit in the chair and glow

A shot glass to a quater is home
Doing keg stands sucking from a hose
These warriors go on while counting
A midnight party minus the clothes

Fun a passtime to a new sense of style
Not caring about anything for a while
Good times the bottle is calling
Everyone must sleep on the tile

It doesn't matter the escape
We drink in style we consume in rage
Everyone will partake in the mannor
It doesn't even matter your age



Poetry by AZ
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Written on 2005-06-27 at 15:49

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
arrr drink - i am lkiving inthe full empty glass right now :)
2005-06-27