Sunday, May 2, 2010

A crazy night (Ft. King)

It started with a promise
3 of them gave it a miss
It was NOT a celebration
but setup after a group discussion

it aint even started & the skies were crying
running for cover were us & the king
he was on a drinking binge
he creaked like a door's hinge

truth about his travels
stories on his travails
an impromptu jam it was
boy, did we have fun en masse?

piglets, bevda's all of them BLED
vodka did its job & he had to be led
easy, the cab was not even in sight
Oh My God, what a crazy night!

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