I went out and partied all night.
The feeling I had was oh so right.
Later that night when I went home,
Boy was I happy to realize Mom and Dad were gone.
I was so drunk as I walked down the hall,
I was hoping and praying I wouldn't fall.
I managed to fall and walk into a door,
And I had to try and pic myself up off the floor.
As I lay down in my bed,
I knew when morning came I would wish I was dead.
Then the feeling came that I was going to hurl,
Especially when the phone rang,
And I realized I gave my number to Earl.
As I realized how I turned them up and drank them down,
That must be why my room is spinning around.
Now it's evening and I feel great.
I've decided Bud Light must be my soul mate!
Author notes
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A contest entry
- How drunk are you? by Ace13.
550 points, ended May 8, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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ouch. i dont like drinking. but its a great numbing substitution! well done
miley -
You missed the point or goal a little
Ok, the contest entries are suppose to convince me that you are drunk when you write them
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great poem. Well i hope ya don't have to answer to the guy. well good luck
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