I feel the water seeping in
And began to think, I'm possibly sunk
I see the whiskey jars float by
And know that I am impossibly drunk
I stand and see gulls flying by…
Where's the boom? Training kicked in and I ducked
Where's that girl? Thoughts splinter within.
Either way I am colossally…
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