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Jul 2016
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I am drunk
but not the same

There is no
alcohol to blame

It happens
when I hear her name

I wobble
and I lose my aim

I love her
so I must proclaim

My life will
never be the same

I’ll not need
any beer again

Oh **** that
really is a shame


Well, maybe a beer every once in a while. : )
I love beer too!  :)
Stephan
Written by
Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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