I was fully drunk, I know,
But my car,
It brought me safely home.
I was out and blank, I know,
But I remember,
You propped me from wheel to bed.
And what of this splitting headache?
Oh dear,
Bring me your soothing balm.
Author notes
Answering certain pointed questions from my wife the morning after...
Please tell me what you think
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This is the kind of thing an intelligent man does only once.
Answering your wife's questions is the least that you deserve!
This poem is a slice of life, and a word to the wise.

