Nightly Summer Words of Auntie Alcoholics
The first day I took a shot
was on a Sunday night.
I had just came back from
Sunday's church with my auntie that is not so bright.
My motha insisted that I spend the night.
I got caught up in one of my auntie's acts,
I wondered, what was she drinking that was so vexed.
I said auntie? What are you drinking that is real big in that pact?
She said, beer girl, it's call Budlight, what? You want some?
I don't think I can drink that, I'm too young.
She said, you can have some, this won't stung.
But ain't beer nasty?
She said, yeah it is nasty, you want some?
I'm still a kid auntie,
she said, do you won't some or not Cici?
Agreeing, and pouring narrow drops of budlight down my cup.
There, the first day I took a shot of whiskey with my auntie with a sup,
And it tasted real gooooood, with a sip.
My first taste of a shot
drop of beer at 6,
was gooder than goodies,
Ya feel me?
My second shot was in the night,
when my motha
threw a summer night family party and most of us hung out on the back porch.
I said auntie Felicia?
What are you drinking that is so small in that pact lying on the porch?
She said, whiskey, you want me to pour you a lil?
I don't know if I can drink that, I'm too young.
She said, you ain't nothing but 13,
I dranked younger than that, you can have some,
But I'm still a kid aunt Felicia,
she said, have a little Cici?
Complying, and pouring me shots of whiskey in my cup.
There, the second time I took a shot of something with my auntie with a sip,
And it tasted real gooooood, with a tip.
Ya feel me?
I got caught up with the drunk drunkies,
My auntie Felicia said,
just don't tell yo moma that I'm
giving you some of these whiskies,
My mother never found out the two of my aunties gave me illegal drinks for kids,
Later that night,
everyone was out the door and left cases of beer and whiskey that was big,
I took em all and hid them
in the very back of my closet
so I would never forget.
My motha never found my whiskies and beers.
That was the moment when my addiction to whiskies and beer became clear.
Mixing my whiskey into
coka cola pop was palatable,
I haven't had a beer ever since, that was relatable.
I haven't had a drop of beer ever since last year's family feast.
Maybe, when this pandemic ends where someone throws a party again,
I can give another shot of whiskey and beer that is the least.
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