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Drink a Pitcher, it'll Last Longer
Call me a cab,
I'm drunk and you're ugly,
Call me a cab,
Pay my tab and pretend
not to stare at me too long,
If I'm able to walk
than I'll bet I can run,
Run through a thousand
awful gutters
where people like me
go to make room for more,
And I'm off
To another bar where
there are people uglier
than the last,
Where people have a past
I'm only interested in if
it interests me and my glass,
Watch me throw back drinks
as I race my ghost beside me,
I think I'm winning or at
least he tells me I'm catching up,
I fight myself at the bar
till paramedics arrive,
and all I can scream to them is
"Call me a cab"
You guys are
Too kind.
"Where do you go when nowhere feels like home?"-FBMF
Good read
Good read
Just 'cause it rhymes don't mean it's poetry ;P
your dry, yet sensitive in
your dry, yet sensitive in your writes, this is a combination I find incredibly hard to sew together but you certainly make it work! cheers SS!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Immediacy
U drag us along willingly or not, we go and see it happen now. "...if it interests me and my glass..." is one of the lines I liked lots. "I'm drunk and you're ugly.." was pretty fine too. ~Lady A~
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