“FREE AT LAST from MY DRUNKEN PAST!!”
a poem. MOON-day, 4 real!! on April 24, 2018 …
BECAUSE OF THE INFLUX OF LETTERS,
About the now famous I’M A DRUNK poem*,
We’re offering THIS (pause)
ONE FELLOW STATES:
“I’m NOT a-drunk NO MORE,
No more with A. A. steps and things,
SUCH FREEDOM, THIS NEW LIFE BRINGS!!
So, I ain’t a drunk – or – YES, I AM!
I’m ALSO an IKMUL** person, M’am!”
[Previously-Known-As-Drunk] got himself a logo,
IN THE SHAPE OF A SKUNK, WITH “THE BIRDIE” TOE!!
“Givin’ The Bird” to people who label,
Folks like him – either Cain or Abel!
SO – MANY LETTERS ARE SAYING: “I’M FREE,”
FROM THE SAD STIGMA – OF DRUNKY ME-ME!
They’re (we’re) laughing and singing, under The Moon,
Dancing right naked, and
Women!? They swoon,
When they meet us ICHMLs,
Us DRUNKS and Us GUYS,
Who will-not take no labels,
With our feminine sides and our drunk, sober ways,
BY GOLLY OL’ BACCHUS – NOW THESE ARE “THE DAYS!!”
“Let’s all go to MIDLAND!”
- see the poem entitled: “LABELS KEEP ME SOBER!” 🙂
** – or: I C H M L = I C an H old M y L iquor! 🙂