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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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