door unlocked,
a crack left open
silence, oh my,
the beat isn't beatin'

i poked in my head,
explored with my eye
by golly, oh wow,
what mess, what a stye!

the sheets seem afloatin'
the pillows, deflatin'
red panties on the floor,
and the bra that i wore

i look down on my body
oh no, could it be?
im butt naked, no lie.
tried to laugh and then cry

the air smells of salt
oh my dear, it's my fault
my breath smells of rum
and a hint of fresh cum

and that dude on my bed
with a funny-shaped head
wearing nothing, like me.
dammit. this is blasphemy!

then he started to stir
and he looked quite unsure
where he was at the moment,
like a lost little rodent

so he picked up his shirt
and the rest of his dirt,
"gotta go to the store"
then ran out the door.

oh, what wonders,
horny drunk strangers
and a night of unli-liquor
make a blooper, thereafter.


(my first write about drunken-ness..
hahah.. i tried)

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