Wino
Date: Sunday, 6th December 2015 @ 11:27:40 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: Jabberwocky
Wino
I don’t know when, or where
but I got this love
for wine momma its bad
the beautiful grape taste
How good it makes me feel
to down a small bottle
of red
as weed does
Makes everything better
numbs also
energizes too
it’s bad ma
and I’m a powerless fool
to it as so many
greater men than me
have been before
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