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Drunkenness
by Oliver DrewmanTwelve brave soldiers standing here
Twelve brave soldiers gather near
One by one they disappear
Into the void
One by one they're taken down
One by one they're quickly downed
One by one they disappear
Into the void
Surely they will quickly drown
Surely they'll erase the frown
Surely they will disappear
Into the void
Twelve brave soldiers are no more
Twelve brave soldiers is the score
Surely they did disappear
One by one 01/30/2010 Author's Note: The most amazing things are done by drunks
Posted on 01/31/2010
Copyright © 2024 Oliver Drewman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 01/31/10 at 05:25 PM I had a flashback to the first time I stepped into a sports bar here in Chicago on game night...you're right though-they do manage some of the most amazing things! |
| Posted by Maria Francesca on 11/24/13 at 02:58 PM This I love! Get me some soldiers immediately! |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/28/15 at 01:21 PM I suppose bars can function as battlefields in their own way, the difference being, once you exit these, sobriety is not far behind. |
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