#Poetry #Poem
DRUNK AS A SKUNK
by Bill Kochman
08-22-2014
Drunk as a skunk we all say,
If you have too many a drink,
Down your booze, you will lose,
And you won’t be able to think.
Get in your car, you won’t go far,
You will just smash into a pole,
Bones will break, head will ache,
And you won’t end up very whole.
Blood flowing red, almost dead,
Your life quickly passes you by,
Darkness sets in, time grows thin,
And then God angrily asks you why.
