An Alcoholic's Hymn Andaree
Dear Libations, please, leave me light and hazy,
to some, drunken love, seems quite crazy;
they don’t understand your taste
and your hard embrace.
One more shot
chased
with the thought,
it’s you and I, Grace,
it’s only us in this race!
I will never curse us with AA
dear Libations, please, leave me light and hazy.
For Poetry Contest: Andaree II
Sponsor: Andrea Deitrich
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