Drunkard Poem by Seth Proch

Drunkard

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Sober up a bit baby and get up out of bed,
You're going out tonight in a dress that's red,
You'll drink my soul and spill my heart,
Slip out of that dress and tear me apart.

Oct.1,2007

Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,red
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Seth Proch

Seth Proch

Bennington, VT
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