Day After The Night Before (Fun Poem)

Woke up this morning
My hair a shocking pink
Tried to do my shirt up
With a rusty cuff link
My head is pounding
Like a big bass drum
While I laid there wondering
Where I had come from

I had been to a party
Just the night before
Now I was wondering
How I got out the door
All I can remember
Was the pounding beat
The shining lights rhythmitizing
With the dancing feet


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poem by David HarrisReport problemRelated quotes
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