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New Year

Year in, year out
Year in, year out
I still don’t know what its about
drink it down, piss it out
drink it down, piss it out
I’ll probably end up with the gout
stick it in, pull it out
stick it in, pull it out
like a constant wrestling bout
I don’t deserve this gift of life.
but bright souls surround me,
goodness astounds me
I’m not lost yet

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Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics, The Mersey Sound, The Beats and, of course, The Bard

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Conect11

18 years 11 months ago

poem:

interesting use of rhyming, it works here, especially the way you divert from it at the end. As a side note: I take gout pills for my kidney stones... hooray to too much information!