Ode To Alcohol

Starkle, starkle little twink
who the hell you are i think
i'm not under what they call
the alcofluence of incohol
i'm not drunk as thinkle peep
i'm just a little slort of sheep
tee martoonis make a guy
fool so feelish, don't know why
rally don't know who's me yet
the drunker i stay the longer i get
so just one more to full my cup
i've all day sober to sunday up.

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