Lonesome

Closing in in this bottle of gin
I'm a quart shy of a lonesome guy
When rolling through town in black and grey
Everyone is afraid of me
Why not take a cup
Full it up
Join the fray
This lonesome day
The devils all that's left for us

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.