Hangover

Hangover

A Poem by Crisp By Nature
"

The morning after the night before..

"
I'm a walking disaster,
Dragged myself up this morn,
Last night was plastered,
Out until dawn.

Drank till I was drunk,
Stumbled to town,
Kebab with the punks,
Caught a taxi with Gordon Brown.

It's sunny and it's raining,
Dressed in a gown,
My ache is braining,
From one night in town.

I'll drink tea till I'm sober,
6 music on the wireless,
Like the sudge I am jober,
I don't care, about the mess.

© 2015 Crisp By Nature


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

[send message][befriend] Subscribe
~
wow.. gotta hate those hangovers. a good description.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Good and funny.Many nights in liverpool I spent like this too. Good work !

Posted 9 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

199 Views
2 Reviews
Rating
Added on March 30, 2015
Last Updated on March 30, 2015

Author

Crisp By Nature
Crisp By Nature

United Kingdom



About
Hello! I mostly write nonsensical poemlets for my friends and colleagues, but I figure it's time to get serious (ha!) more..

Writing