Hangover

Hangover by Jack A.S. Dunce Party like there's no tomorrow But tomorrow will surely come As sure as death will bring sorrow And to sorrow we'll all succumb. The morning sees what we've become: All things the night refuse to see; The nights we've drowned just to be numb; The bottled numbness we call free. One more last shot is a rule of the thumb. --🏵️-- ©️pgmr 01/17/2026