Poetry For Everyday People

This Is My Happy Hour

Fill me up baby
fill me up good,
pour the Goose
in a tall glass
on ice throw
a lime slice
or two,

it's been a rough
six month baby
life has dealt me
my fair share,
fill me up baby
fill me up good,

sometimes it's more
than I can bare,

gotta a light baby?
tonight I'm numbing,
laughing, forgetting,
happy free me hour,
I promise I'll still
get up early, jog,
look good,
show up for work,
put in my hours,
fill me up baby
fill me up good.


Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
This Is My Happy Hour

358,147 Poems Read

Sponsors