I lift this glass of Bourbonade
A toast to every friend I've ever made
When we parted at the road, we promised to head East
Where the fun never stopped and sun never ceased
No one is here yet, they must have been delayed
Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 4:39 PM UTC
I lift this glass of Bourbonade
A toast to every friend I've ever made
When we parted at the road, we promised to head East
Where the fun never stopped and sun never ceased
No one is here yet, they must have been delayed
a limerick for every friend group that made those unrealistic promises to stay in touch after high school