So call me when your sober
I don't like you much this way
Your hateful and obnoxious
and I really don't want to play
Yea call me when you get over this
till then just stay away
I've had enough of your gin soaked breath
so go on and go your way
Take yourself to another place
there's no drink for you on this tray
Yep call me when your sober
I really don't like you this way
Author notes
23. call me when your sober-evanesecense
A contest entry
- the good ..the bad..and the ugly.... by redhanded.
800 points, ended August 22, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow
its so simple in form...yet it speaks so much---I really enjoyed this write...yet another good write in this contest---keep up the good work and thnxx for enering
best of luck to you in the future and with your writing
andi
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thank you
I guess having been married to someone who loved his beer too much was just as much of an inspiration as the song is. The first time I heard it, it sunk home.
Thanks very much for the silver.
Cheryl
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