Former imbiber of beer
Some might say I’m a little queer,
Many judgements stem from fear,
From a hushed whisper in my ear,
Messages come to move from here,
Releasing the pain we held so near,
Along with every held back tear,
Can we hold this for another year?
No, I don’t believe so, my dear,
Honor sadness and then let in cheer,
Feel the burn, rip, tear and sear,
Steady the wheel, you get to steer,
Alright, time to offload some gear.
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Reid Ferris
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Former imbiber of beer
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