Accidental Poet

Last Call

Last Call

 

Trials and tribulations

Of reaching teenage years

Suddenly your freedom

The source of many tears

 

So you know it all

No need for school

And you want it all

Live by your own rules

 

Beer, your new found friend

Getting drunk is your right

And who cares if

You end up in a fight

 

Bars are there for a reason

To spend your paycheck

Only to end up behind bars

Then you’ll say, “What the heck?”

 

Now it’s Saturday night

And you need a drink

Last call for alcohol

Better get two you think

 

Come to think of it

Buy another round

Drinks are on you because you’re

Everyone’s best friend in town

 

Why the dependence

Upon so frequent alcohol

Someday you’ll find your life

 Waking up to its last call

 

Alcohol is not your enemy

But it’s also not your friend

Better get control of it

Before it does you in

 

If you’re smart you’ll wake up

Walking through a sober door

It’s just not the same

As it was before

 

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