I really think
I need a drink
For today stinks
Like a clogged sink
I feel the need
To smoke weed
Tired of my deed
Want to be freed
I want some shrooms
And chill in a room
While playing Doom
Till the late afternoon
Need to end this day
My mind is frayed
Stress won't go away
At least it's my Friday
So, goodbye sobriety
I'm ready to party
Bring on the whiskey
I want to be tipsy
Sadly, it's not two
Can't turn liver into goo
So, I'm screwed
Until I pay my dues
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