The Hootch Hound’s Lament
It’s easy to stay two-thirds pickled all day,
Get drunk and sleep out in the yard,
But to put in a night without one drink in sight;
It’s the getting back sober that’s hard.
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Love is a hallucination that makes an otherwise sane man believe he can set up housekeeping on a gas stove and a canary bird.
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