I've reached the end of the proverbial rope
when I've reached the end of this literal week
And in the comfort of the crowd
at the watering hole, it's solace I seek
the happy hour (or so I'm told) has specials
so I order, to prove I'm not weak
and the server, she brings me a beer so
deep, she hopes it was what I did seek.
Alas, this is my party now, party of four,
my friends join me so I'm not a freak
I down that deep glass, and three or four more
but now I must go take a leak
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