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Binge

Sip the gin
and worry why.
Sip the gin
and cry.
All crying breaks,
and memory rakes
I'll fortune
from the mind.

Sip the gin

how more it makes
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Sunday, September 8, 2019
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Kim Barney 15 June 2020

I LOVE the line: The drunkard whimpers in his glass and leaves the truth behind. Beautiful stuff, Sally!

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Julia Luber 08 September 2019

I need to go out and buy some gin and wallow away with these folks instead of alone! Great simple poem about the pleasures and problems of drinking gin.

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Sally P. P. 10 September 2019

It makes me cry. Hi! Julia. Nice to hear from you..

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