Contributor: Paul Tristram
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Again fill my glass with some vodka
while I snort another line of cocaine.
Then a few tokes of a skunk spliff
while the powder’s wracked up again.
Another can of Stella would be nice
and maybe I’ll do an ecstasy or two.
A little dab of cheeky amphetamine
will help me see the night through.
You can stick your smack up your arse
but of course wash up some crack.
I’ll go and seek out the ammonia
I will be the last one on my back.
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Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories and sketches published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight, this too may pass, yet.
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Again fill my glass with some vodka
while I snort another line of cocaine.
Then a few tokes of a skunk spliff
while the powder’s wracked up again.
Another can of Stella would be nice
and maybe I’ll do an ecstasy or two.
A little dab of cheeky amphetamine
will help me see the night through.
You can stick your smack up your arse
but of course wash up some crack.
I’ll go and seek out the ammonia
I will be the last one on my back.
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Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories and sketches published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight, this too may pass, yet.
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