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My Time In Jail (Free verse) by Brittanyy
My drunk Night
At age 15 I had this thing
for getting really drunk.
But drinking can do some
crazy things. Like turn an
ugly guy into a hunk.
One night I got real hammered.
I think it was in December but
I was blacked out, how
could I remember?
They say I broke a mailbox,
Chased a burglar that wasn't there,
And as they put me in handcuffs
I yelled "Take me Coppers! I don't
care!"
So now I sit in my jail cell, hungover
and confused, How the hell did
I get here? Where the fuck are my
shoes?
Mom and Dad aren't coming,
they're pissed that i drank their
rum. How could this have happened?
God! I feel so dumb!
The girl I share a cell with,
I think she winked at me,
I'm backed into a corner, How
can I fight her? Shes bigger
than me!
Instead she got real close to me and whispered
in my ear,
"If you got a little money you
can get some drugs in here."
"I think I got couple bucks what is that gunna buy me?"
"A hit of acid."
"Ok get that shit out!"
I handed her the money, she handed me the dot, I put
it on my tongue and thought "This is way better than pot!
Now I sit in my jail cell,
watching movies on the wall,
I guess jail isn't such
a bad place after all.
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