resurrecting the trashcan bard
i slides on upto the bar
i hails the bartender
like he’s a taxi
with his
sun brightish
yellow suit
and his
black rubberish boots
where are you heading tonight
says mr bartender
straight intwooos a bottle of rum
i slurish
i blurish
i starts
a knocking
back the bottle
i’m blessed with
by
mr bartender
shot after shot
bang!
thud!
bang !
thud!
i slurs
hey mr bartender
i’m
gonnaaaa hits
yous
yous
yous
yous
with
razooors and eraserrrrrs
bang!
thud!
bang !
thud!
i slursish
letus tell yous
my
Dionysus
behind the altar
which
naaah which
not witch
hehehe
who’s counting
AT which
mere mortals falter
by been
truly devoted
yous and meees knows
for
this here drunkard
sooo sooo
many of my lovers
have had
remedial tracks
bang!
thud!
bang !
thud!
damn it man
bang!
thud!
bang !
thud!
i tried i cried
i tried i…
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