An ode to hangovers……

Good riddance to hangovers, they are no more

I’ve packed their bags, thrown them out the door.

No more awful night sweats, no more ugly drama,

No more my breath smelling like the arse crack of a llama.

Now I wake up grinning just like the Cheshire cat.

You know what dear hangovers? You really are a twat.


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