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The Wedding
Oh no, the demon drink.
It was also Donnie’s birthday and boy were we all drunk.
A small group of people can raise the wildest things
Everybody angry?
My God the abuse,
Sometimes I think that I must die,
For drink has indeed made its mark.
How come a mother-in-law can be so persistent,
Like a bottle of Champaign I busted.
Physics is a bottle of tonic water shaken
Not stirred..
Oh well, here’s to the next bottle of life.
Someday I will protest.
Anyway, how come I ended up on the drums…
