Its flashing a smash in the side of my head
moms snoring from her couch instead
a bottle of wine an a splash of gin
my migrane pounding from chocolate sin

eyes closed, face quinched, passed out
take a gander and see , a angel a lout
a turnaround bout

mom my heads sore
banging with each murmer of snore
gore,law,before It tore

goodnight lady wine
sleep pilss are binine
its just a rowdy fine