Hang-Over Poem by Jacqui Broad
Hang-Over
The last time I was drunk,
man, I felt bad.
I shouldn't have taken
that first sip,
because then I couldn't stop.
Building on this euphoria,
I wanted more and more.
Then you snatched it away,
saying I have had enough.
Moping now in soberness,
I wish I was really drunk.
'Cause the hang-over love causes
is much worse than anything I know...
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4/25/2024 6:46:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very good and true. Marilyn