My drinking shades
When the booze is gone and headaches flair, it’s such a comfort just to know my drinking shades are there. They block the sun from frying my, now fragile, bloodshot eyes. They nicely round off my cunning sham, My sober looking disguise. In lecture halls i'll keep them on while I sleep the class away. Not only do they look great but they keep headaches at bay! so if me you see on campus then, and should i fail to greet: through these shades i cannot see they’re too dark to be discreet.
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