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Jun 2021
...and now they're building mountains out of moonshine even though half of the time they are so drunk they cannot see,
when it reaches forty-eight proof they'll be nearing the roof of the world,
they won't know that though because the drink will have taken them as it has taken so many greater men.

I used to be a drunk, I think, until I sunk
now I only drink sensibly,

realistically
drinking sensibly is probably an oxymoron,
but I'd have to check the lexicon to be sure
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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