Chasing cheers
Happy moments
With my peers
A few beers,
a lot more beers
Then faces are bear
And secrets slip
Someone’s lips
(No worries)
A few more sips
Now we should worry
Alas1 someone flips
Sides are burdens
For fellows on fences
But the offence
Done, hence
The war began
And the bottle gives both side fans
Hooligans holding
No one folding
A punch launched
But it’s a miss
And be for a reply, we are dismissed
By bounces
Who want no part
But now he starts
A feud and we take a stance
United.
Then his peers
Appear
Soon, our quarrel has fed
The dizziness
In my head
Must be all the fizziness
In my tummy
But no worries, lets get some thing yummy
I have the munchies
Cab ride
Everyone pays, full of pride
Ready to collapse
I count seconds as hours that lapse
Finally the door
Before I fall to the floor
Opened I head to my bed
Hours late
We all met
All forgot to eat
Or wouldn’t.
Reminiscing, opinions couldn’t
Be fair, the memories all hazily
The battle between the two
Brought up, too
But all to lazily
To remember or care
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