Danang Me
In the
immediate aftermath of vermouth, absinthe and gin
You feel
good and the music plays in your head and you grin
The bear
comes when the light shines, harsh time of day
That’s
called morning and it shines and shouts hurray!!
Regret of
a funny type is the headache
Mournful
feeling that you have to begin the dry journey, again
It’s life
pointing a gun
This
fight between a human and subjective fun
My best
friend is coffee black, strong and hot
She could
be a dancer from Las Vegas or Quebec
Either
one makes the difference and enhances a night of fun
I admire
Lemmy for his courage and Motorhead’ll always be Metal’s One
It’s in
that aftermath I realize I’m no longer twenty-one
It used
to be party three nights in a row
Now it’s
one night and I have to sleep like a cat laid low
But it’s
better than being fifty year old that chews like a cow
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