Drink
I do not have the drink
Drink itself has me!
Controls me when I am out of control
Reduces my stresses
It helps to forget you
I salute alcohol
And a million thanks to its inventor
Neither wine harmful nor me
Evil is your world
What is the purpose of life?
Work, husband, and stress!
Everyone treats me as a waiter
I was always ordered
Money has purchased my love,
The world of my care
He accepts me as I am
share my woe
He is in my blood
We can not live separately
I am in love with alcohol
And I respect its inventor
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