not nothing to drink

It’s always the same friend
that calls me
every weekend.

He’s usually the only
one that
calls

he’s a great guy
one
of my best friends,

a great gambler,
a football fan,
a man that likes to drink.

What are you up to tonight?
he says.

He called me earlier.

I’m too poor to go out
tonight i told him.

What happened to the
gambling?

I told him i lost
last weekend.

Well, that’s not good
he said

I suggested he come round
tomorrow
because being poor
doesn’t always
mean
you
have nothing
to drink.

That made him laugh.

Some good games on
this Sunday
he said.

I agreed they were
looking good.

He said alright
call me tomorrow.

This guy,

I remember when
we
won eighteen hundred
at
the casino
and we went to
the strippers.

Don’t tell my girlfriend
he told me 

while 
we counted our money 
in 
the street. 

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  • 18.January.2013
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