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I woke up about 10:00 AM
Last nights drinks still on my palate
The beer shits hadn't hit yet
Just give it some time i thought
And it will be boiling in no time
Got up tried to brush the taste away
But you can never brush that taste away
So i turned on the coffee pot
And fried some ham and eggs
Drank my coffee ate my ham and eggs
Then what i had been waiting for
Roared to a start, hit like a damn mac truck
After that i thought well shit
I might as well go to the store and grab a few things
Ran into righteous old Abby why now i thought
The beer shits were not completely gone
She had the look of a tramp
With a bad case of the clap to me at that particular moment
I wanted noting more then to get as far away as possible
Knowing if i had to stand there one more minute
I would shat myself, so i made an excuse
Found the nearest public bathroom and let loss again
Damn i thought how sick can one room be
You've never seen such a shit hole
But when you've got to go you've got to go
On my way again, little self owned place
Got there just in time to meet the owner at the door
He's not a morning person hits the late opening
I follow him in go straight to the freezer
Grab my favorite beer and a few extras pay and go
Stopped off at "The Stumble In" had a few
No new faces but it didn't hurt to try
I've meet some of my best lays there
One girl i thought i had something with
But she turned out crazier then me, not that i'm crazy in a wild sense
Just crazy in a way that doesn't care what others thing of as sane
I left made it home had one more shit and left for the strip
It was about 3:00 PM at this point
I found the bench the bench that had seen a lot
Had a lot of my idea's made into words from
And made more stories for it too tell if only it could
It was around 6:00 PM at this point and i made my way back home
Thought too myself well no new face or even old face at that
No face other then mine going too be sleeping over tonight
No matter, there will be plenty of time for that there as always
Been plenty of time for that i scratch my poorly chosen lottery ticket
It's always a poorly chosen lottery ticket, no jackpot tonight
At least i have this beer and my words
I look out across the sky to behold yet another sunset
One more sunset That will give way to one more sunrise
I crack one more beer and think where did the damn day go