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Woke up New Year morning

My head in a fog

My body contorted

Like I slept on a log

I must have got drunk

Passed out on the floor

And there I awoke

My body all sore

It was quite the night

With all that free booze

Guess I couldn’t resist

With so much to choose

Can’t remember what happened

But I was feeling real swell

Since it’s just once a year

Then, oh what the hell

I’ll need to wash up

Cause I smell like a skunk

So, Happy New Year to all

From an occasional drunk

BOEMS BY JA 489