down that drink.A Poem by alan khan
there.
there we go! its a party night. aint no whiskey flowing, i just see 151. throw it back. hey look way passed the crowd, there in the corner, that guys looking over at me from under his brow, and he's got himself a nasty look. so gimme that glass, one last sip, then i go over there and bust his lip. drop the beat. © 2010 alan khan |
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