Hangover - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
I feel that someone's turning my head with a spanner.
Nausea and giddiness play hide and seek in my head,
I curse to myself why I run behind gimcrack liquor?
But it's a give and take,
Defeated Sri Lankan presidential candidate arrested on coup charges?
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