THINK I'LL STICK TO ME FAGS
Waking up slightly,Head in a spin.
That's the last time,
I use juniper berries,
To make bottles of gin.
What was I thinking,
Mixing potato whisky.
and juniper berries gin,
Thoughts in my brain,
wearing too thin.
Was taught as a youngun,
How to build a still.
Didn't know drink,
Could make you ill.
Think before you drink,
Tasted like nectar.
So I was told,
Then again I was,
At least five years old.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-11-06 at 14:45
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