Comin' home late
defeated by wine
telling jokes to
non laughing shadows
pleading the moon to
join in my walk
It smiled and walked
me along banning shadows
and laughing at my jokes
Smelly with wine- i said
there is no one at home
to put me to sleep
the kind moon promised
to wait by my window
until the wine put me asleep
thousand man are lost in wine
i thought before my eyes close
where will i wake up to,
when the morning comes
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