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MMLP · 09-29-2015, 01:44 PM

A ring in my ear and I'm forced to chug
last sip of the beer and the doors will shut
I ignore the publican ringing the bell
and resort to chugging the liquor myself.
Looking to piss in a shelter as I struggle to walk
forcefully ripping the belt strap but id slump to the floor.
I woke up in a puddle of urine at my own expense,
thinking if I stumbled some more id be home for ten!
Now soaking wet. waking up in my pee,
clothes were drenched so I sprung to my feet.
Lunging with each unsteady step I would take
as I struggle to keep upright and tending to sway
Every effort in vain but I'll keep on going
second attempt is made when I reach my focus
My feet were hopeless as I was prowled the streets casually
what felt like fleeting moments, took hours in reality!
I lost count of the alleys, streets and footpaths I crawled
and amount that I had to be picked up from the floor.
I was more drunk than I thought, fumbling blindly,
stumbling awkwardly with my beer compass to guide me.
But through the hijinks, no matter how often I'd rise,
not a supping of my drink escaped this bottle of mine!

09-29-2015, 01:44 PM	#3
MMLP Senior Member Join Date: Mar 2013 Posts: 614 Battle Record: 15-16 Champed - Write Week 9 Rep Power: 9768091	Alcoholics on the rise A ring in my ear and I'm forced to chug last sip of the beer and the doors will shut I ignore the publican ringing the bell and resort to chugging the liquor myself. Looking to piss in a shelter as I struggle to walk forcefully ripping the belt strap but id slump to the floor. I woke up in a puddle of urine at my own expense, thinking if I stumbled some more id be home for ten! Now soaking wet. waking up in my pee, clothes were drenched so I sprung to my feet. Lunging with each unsteady step I would take as I struggle to keep upright and tending to sway Every effort in vain but I'll keep on going second attempt is made when I reach my focus My feet were hopeless as I was prowled the streets casually what felt like fleeting moments, took hours in reality! I lost count of the alleys, streets and footpaths I crawled and amount that I had to be picked up from the floor. I was more drunk than I thought, fumbling blindly, stumbling awkwardly with my beer compass to guide me. But through the hijinks, no matter how often I'd rise, not a supping of my drink escaped this bottle of mine!