Here's a little poem for all of you:
There once was a boy who went to college,
And he was really smart.
He started to drink a lot,
Here's where his downfall starts.
He started to skip class and waking up really hung over,
with piss all over his bed.
And he had to throw-up every morning,
Fearing the next day he would end up dead.
This went on for about 6 months straight,
For this boy just wouldn't learn his lesson,
There was pot going on for his day of death,
And this kept everyone guessing.
He got drunk during class,
Passed out till the end,
And just when he thought it couldn't get any worse,
His problems were just starting to begin.
His grades started to slip,
He started not to care,
He started to drink even more,
And he his face started to have this blank stare.
This all came to an end when he ended up in the hospital.
He was throwing up blood,
He had to give up his drinking,
And this raging alcoholic was no longer a stud.
He ended up with cancer in his stomach,
Something he had to live with the rest of his life.
He had to give up on habits,
And had to live out the rest of his life with his strife.
-Dalton (don't drink)
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