After a night of excess,
Payment is due.
Stomach is angry,
Forehead is too.
Reach for the tablets,
Numbing the pain.
What did I do?
Dehydrated brain.
Red wine is lovely,
White wine so dry,
Mix them together,
Body will cry.
Hope I will emerge from,
This very dark cloud.
Might take some time though,
This typing's too loud!
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