Third Beer.

10.29.07 16:30PM by Amos

Been awhile since I’ve posted a poem. What better way then to organically slide into one from my current perch,

By the third beer,
     things slow down.
     Brain gets heavy.
     Joints get loose.
By the sixth beer,
     things pick up.
     God is funny.
     Life is round.
By the ninth beer,
you've spoiled a good thing.

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