Oh beautiful bed, so fluffy and warm
I really miss thee, I’m starting to yawn
I don’t understand why I drank so much wine?
I never learn and do it all of the time
How I long for my pillow, so soft and true
My duvet the same, I long for that too
Pickled are my organs, from all of the booze
I need to go home now, I’m starting to snooze
Queezy i feel and somewhat sick
For I have just had my post beer sh*t!

By Catherine Davies