Thirsty ThursdaysA Poem by Natasha LeanneShe's dancing on the tables, and acting like a w***e, her drunkenness enables her, to show a little more... She screams and laughs "Let's Party!" but everybody's done, It's 2 am they tell her, But she still wants some fun. She's doing karaoke, and while we're barely alive, She's up on stage and singing, The hit, "I will Surviiiiiveeee" Ten to twelve shots later, when she can barely walk, she flirts with some young barman, when she can't even talk! I can't believe this woman, who's on this drunken spree, Who is this bloody woman? Oh my God... It ME!
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4 Reviews Added on July 24, 2009 Last Updated on August 17, 2011 AuthorNatasha LeanneBritish Columbia, CanadaAboutI am a neurotic, dramatic, narcissistic, erotic, and a few other words that end in 'ic' but only after a bottle of dark rum and a night on the town. I believe if you were to describe me in one word it.. more..Writing
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