Author Jonathan Chaves I get so drunk, I could be called the Earl of Dissipation! Every morning I get dead drunk, forgetting my advanced age. Sometimes you try to trick me into stopping completely: you're afraid I'll go to heaven, and become a prisoner of the Wine Star! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments