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" Tis, The Season To Get Shit-Faced !?"

" Tis, The Season To Get Shit-Faced !?"

" Tis, The season to get shit-faced !!
To be inappropriate , Be a damn disgrace ?
To honk up often, & all over the place !
To win every bloody drinking race ?
& to absolutely , Get off ya face !!!
At a much greedier & fastest pace ?
Put every step you take , Out of place ?
Propel yourself, Into outer space 
Act in shameful ways & very bad taste !?
Not to allow a drop go to waste !
Until you go very white-faced

" If you make it until 12 o clock ???
Have lost ya shoes & 1 of ya socks ?
Left the party goers, Still in shock ?
Or participated, In a little rock !
Even managed , To be a cock block ?
Acted like a right bunch of cocks !!
Drank everything in sight, Of course on the rocks 
The hands of time waits for no-man
& the clock still, Tick Tocks !!
No chance tonight, That the bed will rock 
& xmas dinner is ya last thought, Scheduled at 3 o clock?
& just wanna die under the duvet, Of alcoholic shock !!
& keep the bedroom door, Well & truly locked !!"

Tracy Timothy xx
 

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