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One More Round, Dear Sister

by Robbi Skaera

It's not a party til the ashtray's filled,
she's asleep on the counter
and her drink is spilled

It's not a party til we're almost dead,
and there's no time left
to even go to bed

It's not a party til it's 3am,
just about time
to start it over again

You talk of 'him', I talk of 'she',
But we know they're both burned books to me.

One more round, Dear Sister
there's nothing wrong in the world right now
One more round, Dear Sister
even if it's with that noisy cow.


Author's Note: Just a silly folk song I've had in my head all day. Maybe amended at a later date, but I don't think it needs to be any longer. It's not the most cerebral of things, I just miss her since I moved away.

Posted on 10/18/2019
Copyright © 2020 Robbi Skaera

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