Treasure Island

John Fell


The Morning After Poem


I Woke up in bed, with pain in my head
All from the night before
I came flooding back, with my pride still in tact
Things from the night before

Why Do I Do It To Myself? ? ?

I went for a wash, a swish and a swosh
feeling the night before
I'm remembering things, while my heads in sink
The embarrasing night before

with the 12 gins to blame, can't remember her name
we were all laughing the night before
it was only a game, she felt the same
The girl from the Night Before

Submitted: Friday, August 05, 2005

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  • Poetry Hound (8/5/2005 11:51:00 AM)

    Very amusing and well done, but I agree with John. You could stretch this out further. Regards. (Report) Reply

  • John Kay (8/5/2005 9:38:00 AM)

    'Twelve Gins' would be a nice title. I may steal it myself. I want to know what happened with last night's girl. Did the gin help you get beyond her looks? How did her hair smell? Revise it until it comes alive-there's a bigger poem here. (Report) Reply

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