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And I wasn’t even drinking…

One, two, what do I do?
Three, four, god I’m poor.
Five, six, I may have ticks.
Seven, eight, damn you fate.
Nine, ten, where’s my Vicodin.
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Jack and Jill
Went on the pill
To avoid having a daughter.
Jack skipped town
And now wears a frown
Because Jill killed him with a rafter.

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Bar night, bar fight,
First beer I see delight,
I drink I splay, I drink I smite,
Damn, I really am tight.

OK, I’m done.

Until tomorrow…

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