Beer
By Albert
I like my beer
Cause it’s nice and cold
Every day I take it
Out of the fridge
And look at it for awhile
And maybe one day
I might drink it
Spoiler Alert!
He drank it.
Spoiler Alert!
He drank it.
if you can’t be good, be as bad as you can possibly be
Back in the 90's, I had a hobby of following my friends around at clubs and making them write bad poetry for me. The word poetry was used very loosely. Well, completely incorrectly would be a better term since it was also used for articles, completely fabricated self-help columns and random complete and utter nonsense.
These are the results of those (often drunken) ramblings.
These are the results of those (often drunken) ramblings.
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