Way Back

Last night's

Hangover is

Hard to pass.

I can hardly

Make it to the 

First class.

Ain't a good

Student I once was.

She left,

Now I'm an

Empty bottle

Of glass.

Days are

Tough,

Nights are 

Rough.

In exam halls

I often hit a

Duck.

Ran out of luck,

Life's a

Absolute fuck.

This habit is

Hard to check.

Just behind

The rack,

There's another

Bottle of

Daniels Jack,

Enough for today,

To find a

Way back.