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Party Goers the Moon is High...


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To all party goers the moon is high,
Its time to fly,
I hear you sigh,
Don`t believe their lie.
Our world,
We must build,
Trust in love!
Do not shove!
Live in peace!
Find release!
Don`t be distressed,
From the stress!
Of being dressed,
Too impress!
Only cause ego,
That we do fight,
Don`t you realize?
This cause,
Plight!
More pressure you`ve got,
More fights you get!
People go getting,
Upset!
Being intoxicated,
Takes you down,
Makes people frown.
Think about the past,
Fit our selves into a caste,
Then at last, We strike out!
Even if,
We are not a lout,
Just what alcohol,
Is all about!
Remember this poem,
Next time you`re out!
Don`t go drinking Out the spout!
That is not;
What live is for!
We really are,
Worth more! Makes you fall,
You can`t walk tall,
Slowly it brings you to a crawl!
Pull our selves up,
Then grab a cup,
Just for a sip.
Latter you need a kip,
Think from your hips,
Go causing jip,
Because you, Just flip!
Don`t you get it?
We forget?
Oops and again!
Never drinking again!!
Every time,
Just me,
Or do we all see?
Let`s learn to adjust,
We know we must!
Unless we are all,
Not fussed?
Let`s carry on unjust,
See where it takes us?
We don`t care,
We are unaware!
The date,
Is set! Don`t forget!
Even though,
They may let you,
It is true,
There are few,
Keep pure!
Don`t be a bore!
Part of the cure!
Then the world,
Can ensure,
It will endure!
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