Drinking quite heavily, Greg felt unwell.
If he kept this up any longer, it would be hell.
Taking one last sip, his body said ‘No’,
Holding his stomach, he felt ready to go.
As it began seeping from his mouth; he shocked,
He sprinted to the bathroom...but it was locked.
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It seems poetry i really enjoyed it while reading it.
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