Another short poem-this time a haiku. Something that popped into my head after a particularly good night out…
Typical
Just one drink, we said
Cider, vodka, shots and bombs;
Now I feel dead.
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Another short poem-this time a haiku. Something that popped into my head after a particularly good night out…
Typical
Just one drink, we said
Cider, vodka, shots and bombs;
Now I feel dead.