Articulating these funny thoughts of mine
That are functioning like that of a swine
I try hard not to drift away with the wine
But if i don't, I wouldn't be able to dine
Optimizing my mind as sharp as a pine
I know its hard to bind it with a twine
The alcohol has spurned my liver out of line
But Bodhaidharmar says,"Hey Chriz you are fine"
Because I have enemies and they sum-up to 69
-Chronicwriter-
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