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FRED
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THE DRUNKENING
It was
one of those afternoons
Wake up in the bathtub;
head throbbing
wearing a T-shirt
and only one sock
slowly creeping out
of the bathroom—
the missing sock recovered
hanging off the TV
your knickers
are on the stove
and ironically,
you spy
a bottle of Hair of the Dog Fred
unopened
on the coffee table
If ever there was
a sign from God
this is it
So what
are you gonna
do about it?
And I Thought
My days were filled with interesting anecdotes :0 slc
there are treasures to be
there are treasures to be found among the mundane