A drunk's poem....

A pint of beer,

A solemn tear,

Too much to drink,

A lot to think.

Never written when i was drunk,

This could be the next funk,

Maybe I'll go to hell,

But I cannot tell.

Girls in my eye,

One answer no I,

Never get what I need,

Is it passion or greed?

Never set your night's standards to high,

Because you will let out a sad sigh,

When in the end you fail,

And tell a disappointed tail.

Now as I prepare for bed,

I just want to rest my head,

I look at my pot noodle,

But what the fuck rhymes with noodle?

Just drank to much,

Bla bla and such,

Don't know what to write,

Might as well call it a night