No Booze Day (Poem)

It’s a drab day
It’s a dwelling on every drab day I ever had day

It’s a lay around on my monkeyass
and pick at all my scabs day

It’s a blah day
It’s a don’t ask me how I’m feeling cuz I’m a get really fucken mad day

It’s a sad day
It’s a sit around
Face all a mess
Quick to profess
That I’m worth less than the corn in my shit that I can’t digest

It’s a cold day
It’s a holed up in my room catching a snooze day

It’s a no matter what I ain’t drinking that booze day

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