My name is Zazu, and I'm an Alcoholic
If Zazu went to one of those AA meetings (or whatever they're called) and explained his problem in a ryhme, what would happen? Yes, I'm having fun writing poetry now. It's getting rid of my writer's block for my other fanfictions!
Hi, my name is Zazu, and I'm an alchoholic
After years and years of booze, I find myself melancholic (A/N: YOU think of a better ryhme!)
I've loved tequila, beer and wine
But yesterday, a woman called me a swine
Was it because I smelled, or on my shirt there was junk?
No, no, no, it was because I was drunk
I would walk down the street, and every minute fall
After a few minutes, I crashed into a wall
No one could understand a thing that I said
When I went to the bakery, they thought I wanted a bed
When I ask a girl out she laughs in my face
They'd say, "Think again, drunky, not in this time or space."
Even my colleagues laugh at what I say
But what do I care? They're all gay (A/N: ...)
I go to places with strippers in whores
MAN! Was it a bad idea to do it in stores
I've got arrested over and over again
Just for drinking LOTS of champagne
I just got out of prison, and came right here
I think thoughout my rhyming, I've made my point quite clear
Can you make me sober?
I have a blind date in October!
Once again, my name is Zazu, and I'm an alchoholic
After years and years of booze, I find myself melancholic
Man: Sorry, you want AA, this is AAA.
Zazu: Oh, man! Screw it. (drinks a bottle of wine) Ah, how could I even THINK of throwing YOU out of my life!? Sweet, sweet, alcohol! (leaves)
Pointless, isn't it? Oh, well, such as life, I had the time of my life writing this! Hope you enjoyed it! ^_^
Buh-bye
MZF
If Zazu went to one of those AA meetings (or whatever they're called) and explained his problem in a ryhme, what would happen? Yes, I'm having fun writing poetry now. It's getting rid of my writer's block for my other fanfictions!
Hi, my name is Zazu, and I'm an alchoholic
After years and years of booze, I find myself melancholic (A/N: YOU think of a better ryhme!)
I've loved tequila, beer and wine
But yesterday, a woman called me a swine
Was it because I smelled, or on my shirt there was junk?
No, no, no, it was because I was drunk
I would walk down the street, and every minute fall
After a few minutes, I crashed into a wall
No one could understand a thing that I said
When I went to the bakery, they thought I wanted a bed
When I ask a girl out she laughs in my face
They'd say, "Think again, drunky, not in this time or space."
Even my colleagues laugh at what I say
But what do I care? They're all gay (A/N: ...)
I go to places with strippers in whores
MAN! Was it a bad idea to do it in stores
I've got arrested over and over again
Just for drinking LOTS of champagne
I just got out of prison, and came right here
I think thoughout my rhyming, I've made my point quite clear
Can you make me sober?
I have a blind date in October!
Once again, my name is Zazu, and I'm an alchoholic
After years and years of booze, I find myself melancholic
Man: Sorry, you want AA, this is AAA.
Zazu: Oh, man! Screw it. (drinks a bottle of wine) Ah, how could I even THINK of throwing YOU out of my life!? Sweet, sweet, alcohol! (leaves)
Pointless, isn't it? Oh, well, such as life, I had the time of my life writing this! Hope you enjoyed it! ^_^
Buh-bye
MZF