The drunk

Blessed be the drunk
for they are never wasted
barely recall what they drank
or even how it tasted

Savour all their swagger
that savvy unstraight line
like dancing out of boxes
letting your wiggle shine

Forgive the foolish faults
of these fumbling buffoons
they know not what they do,
act like human cartoons

Cherish their childlike wonder
at every little thing
and enjoy every song
that they falsely, loudly sing

Remember you’re like them,
every once in a while
realise that you behave
exactly like this, and smile

Oh, blessed are the drunk
amongst the sober sinners
I love their unsubtle ways,
these ever losing winners.

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