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High(way) drunk-en(d) mast-err
section4

X-perm-a-men-tell tales
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of cats run wry of mew
 2
reduced to tasty chew
 3
after lonely car runs
 4
through midnight dew.
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Home-bounding drunks
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deny inner skunks
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as flies decide to hover
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else where over rotting
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hunts run over in the mist
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by blurred indulgence
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and echoing laughter.
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Re-peep again, didn't quite see,
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the old man demanding a fee,
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A whore or two, maybe a nun?
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Damn it, I can't see in the sun....
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God's come in a truck,
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Charging at me, what luck,
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He's come to give me all that
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I deserve,
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And come to show me that
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you earn what you serve.
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4 May 08

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whoa! ex-sell-lent kong-foo sty-ell.
boo-duh bliss ewe.

...numb-ass-car...
: )
 — fractalcore

and, the folks which refuses it are few.
 — joey

Ape-re-tea-ate comb-in-to you; Get-sing H(i) just re-adding them.
Is Joey bee-(sti)ng nigh-ce or he-(den) me-men hard to foe-low?
 — section4

This definitely has style, and is a pretty buff piece :) I like it.
 — technomancer

I really like this!  The phrases and play on words you use are awesome.  I like how it's as though the subject is drunkenly dreaming through this story you portray, so to speak, and suddenly BAM last stanza.

... buuuuuut l21-22 sound forced and cheesy.  that's all I'd fix.  ;3
 — Aziel

"they call it good old mountain dew,
and the folks who refuses it are few.

you can hush up my mug,
if you fill up my jug,
with that good old mountain dew."
 — joey

Thank you Aziel for the read. About the last two lines.....hmmm...it's a tricky affair; I am open to all and any potent(chilli) I-deals.

And to joey; my pa(w)pa always to say that mount-on-you can only keep the d(n)umb quiet and the blind(s) stal(k)ing.

and the folks that refutes it are few. hic. cheers
 — section4

don't make fur gud wordin' though.
 — joey

I love line 17
 — unknown

I love the 'home bounding drunks' but forget the rhymes, it aint no crime(s), its like every other line isnt poetry, its just fabricated to match. 8/10, halved for copying(the rhyme)
 — shaunsout

Thank you shaunsout but I think I'll hold on to the rhymes for this one; they were meant to make the poem sound sarcastic and frivolous- pretty much the same way drunk people perceive their and other people's life's worth.  
 — section4

you earn what you serve - that's interesting!
 — RonRon

rolls eyes* over my head!
 — unknown

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