A pot of gold?
Some gold Columbian?
Even money to last till I am old?
No, only the beer store, they got the best cold…
Some may say this pic is not,
The end of the rainbow, maybe I am just shot,
Another sixer to wash down the last,
With the store so close, I will never need to fast…
Beer, some Jack, a hit off the pipe, I ain’t got no gripes,
Just leave me to my self devices,
Hopefully on the beer they don’t raise the prices,
Just one more before going to bed,
One more hit as well for my head…
Niters…
© ed ~ 6/19/06
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