<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420120" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Not Tonight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a Siren calling me<br>Relentlessly to death, <br>My latent love of alcohol<br>haunts my every breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It started out quite innocent-<br>A scotch sipped here and there-<br>Progressing by degrees into<br>a sordid love affair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A beer or three drunk at the game<br>And I was good company.<br>But, starting in the parking lot<br>I got disorderly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once a few drinks were consumed<br>Cold winter evenings lost their gloom-<br>Until my wife divorced me-<br>Now I live in rented rooms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I managed, barely, while at work<br>I’ve got a union card.<br>I was often absent Mondays<br>which my boss thought very odd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had to find myself some help<br>To rise from my despair-<br>Wednesday nights in my church basement<br>There’s an A.A. meeting there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have a mentor guiding me<br>He’s been to Hell and back.<br>He always takes my phone calls<br>when Johnnie Walker wants me back..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so I will not drink today<br>Ten weeks now I’ve been sober.<br>I spilled the drink into the sink-<br>I think… I hope it’s over.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> <br> <br>While this is a work of fiction, it is a true story for many friends of Bill W.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420120" data-title="Not Tonight de John F. McCullagh" data-description="Like a Siren calling me Relentlessly to death, My latent love of alcohol haunts my every breath. It started out quite innocent- A scotch sipped here and there- Progressing by degrees into a sordid love affair. A beer or three drunk at the game ..."></div> </div> </div>

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