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This is a great 'poem'! Thanks Kyle for sending it to me!
SOTALLY TOBER
Starkle starkle little twink
who the hell you are I think
I'm not under what you call
the alcofluence of incohol
I'm just a little slort of sheep
I'm not drunk like tinkle peep
I don't know who is me yet
But the drunker I stand here, the longer I get
Just give me one more drink to fill me cup
'cuz I got all day sober to Sunday up. |
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