Too Much Poem by Isaac Helms
Too Much
a vioce amoung thunder
world shaking blunder
command the eastern shores
sweat gin from every pore
the night fades away
sounds of life on a new day
heads pounds
loud sounds
light to bright
no more MD
no more Rum
no more vodka
no more yukon jack
nothing but a pounding headache
and a blood stained towel
a gash above the right eye
damn i knew i had too much to drink
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