La vie en cirrhose

Why would I cry over spilt milk 
when there is so much stuff to drink?

Woman, if I am a Guinness addict chicken 
doesn’t mean I am guilt-stricken.

So, don’t cry my a river 
just let me sing to my liver!

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Hey, Head Waiter,

take me to The Elevator, 

I’m on the blink

’ve just finished my drink.                                                    

 

pic: van google-google.