A PÕEM A DAY

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THIRSTY

I’m always thirsty for whisky,

Like a vampire thirsts for blood,

But drinkin’, for me, is risky,

A wee drop turns into a flood

And I fall to the floor with a thud. 

I used to drink a dozen beers

And keep my shit mostly together 

But it’s been whisky these last few years

To which I’ve run, hell bent for leather,

Like a half-broke horse that slipped its tether. 

I know how Dr. Jekyll felt,

His sick lust for Mr. Hyde,

Letting the inhibitions melt

And going along for the ride

As if watching from outside: 

Watch the drunken sideshow freak!

Watch him dance and stomp around!

Listen to him try to speak!

What is that slurring mush-mouth sound?

Watch him pass out and fall down!