The Pen and The Wind

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I’m quite the pick up artist, 
It’s a skill of mine,
I go out to some popular bar,
And get trashed on everything but wine.

I sauce until I’m a fall down mess, 
Bemoaning how my life is shit,
Wailing my sorrows into my glass,
Until the bartender is sick of it.

I’ll slur out a morbid soliloquy,
And recite drunken poetry so shitty,
Until a lady has enough,
And talks to me out of pity.

Oh yeah,
Smooth operating there.  

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