She wasnt' beautiful, <br />She stunk <br />Breakfast lunch or dinner <br />Lay over her slip <br />My inner self screamed <br />I searched for a name <br />Came up empty <br />Christ, who am i <br />Who is she, Goldy Locks <br /> <br />October 2008<br /><br />Allan James Saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/binge-drinking/