JD and Coke
Jack Daniels, with ice, and cola
Bottle empty, to be drunk, is my goal-a
Now it seems, I've got, no control-a
My legs, don't work, so can't stroll-a
My girl, she's starting, to moan-a
Wishing now, that I was, all alone-a
Why on Earth, did I, just phone-a
Perhaps, cos I wanted, to bone-a
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The Biggest Competition Ever 2017 - Volume 2 (Weeks 6-10)
PoetryWelcome to Poets Pub's 2nd Annual Biggest Competition Ever - Volume 2. This is a 10 week marathon of poetry contests. Each week we present you with a new poetry challenge, new prompt and new style. Are you up for the CHALLENGE!
