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I'm so tired

I’m so tired,
Yet surprisingly wired
 
You filled my cup
Back up
 
I’ll drink it all this time
As I write my little rhyme
 
I love this stuff
Getting it away could be tough
 
I’ll drink it 'till it’s gone
All the way 'till dawn
 
Then I’ll pass out
Without a doubt

This is just a poem about getting drunk. ;)

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