Guinness is my Beer
I awoke hungry, clearly on a wrong track,So I went to the shop that was near,
Picked some food, then cans painted black,
Guinness is my beer.
I've realised I'm on a mission,
Free from dangers to steer,
The TV to bring to submission,
Guinness is my beer.
Today's plan wasn't this fare,
I had a schedule quite clear,
But I didn't really care,
Guinness is my beer.
Now I'm feeling a little sad,
It's too late away to veer,
But what the heck,
Guinness is my beer.
I think I'm drunk. :*]
It was a long hot day. I needed a break. It's Saturday anyway! The rest is in that poem. ;*) 'Night! ...zzzzZZZZzzz...
posted by AlesS @ 7/31/2004 10:33:00 PM
2 Comments:
Is that your poem or was it taken from somewhere else? Seems ok for a drunk tho :)
heheh
Oh! Copyright © 2004 by AlesS ;)
I wrote it in about 15 minutes of drunkness. :]
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