It is Friday: Go Write Ahead.
Brood, I do, on myself naked
She handed me a full glass and said, “This is the last drink you will ever take”
Are you equally unspectacular?
If you love me, as I love you
We’ll both be friendly and untrue
When you go. Go TV spots and skywriting. I mean it
I am surprised and pleased at the recent abundance of the nearly naked
I am not even going to drink. Only beer or brandy
We have reason to be afraid. This is a terrible place
Our friend the owl
Something has been said for sobriety but very little
Smears brandy on the trampling boot
Up to the bar on a donkey!
Blessings on thee, little man
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan