Drink up my dear...
Let the booze melt those chains
of ancient sexual repressions
good girls are forced to wear..
Morning after
you came blame it all
on too much alcohol...
but there's really no need..
For it's only a walk of shame
if you choose to let it be..
I suggest you choose NOT to..
Don't allow people to judge you..
Cause their snide petty asides
are nothing but projected envy
toward those with the audacity
of savoring this all too brief life
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