Get Sober

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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You're giving chances to get sober Then you don't and your life is all over, You had spent your entire life getting drunk Now 6 foot deep into a hole you are sunk. Now when family and friends remember you They will always remember you drinking a bottle or two, And if you had never got into drinking More could have been yours with wishful thinking. You could had led a better and a more fruitful life With less worries, headaches and strife, Never passed out on the floor or on the bed And less pain and suffering from mistakes and dread. Never questioning yourself where you are Never with strangers while drunk will you argue or spar, And never again will you be laughed at I hope and pray that you understand that. You have been called a lush and a wino and a boozer You have been described and known as a loser, And you have been called a problem drinker and a bar fly Who only cares about is getting drunk and/ or high. If you had just pushed that bottle away You most likely would had been here another day, But, you always thought that you needed another drink Whenever your mind and soul did sink. Remember this, God only send us so many life preservers As testified by many righteous observers, And if you don't put that bottle away on the highest shelf God, will come down here and get you himself. Randy L. McClave

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