Tuesday, August 6, 2019

Ode to an alcoholic

Your journey to the dispensatory,
paves way for your visit to dispensory.
You passion for liquor,
will change you to the drugs.
You will fill your tummy with booze,
And then appoints a physician.

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1 comment:

  1. adminAugust 6, 2019 at 5:09 PM

    If every drug in the world were abolished a physician would still be a useful member of society. And Niceful poem

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