There will be 364 nights of this year
She can be your queen
Answer all your questions
Coherently.
Tonight will not be one of those nights
Tonight, she will get drunk.
Forces blow in from the West
Ones she was never able to tame
She’d say she had forgotten the score
But she didn’t remember playing the game.
He taunts with innuendo
She was this terrible kid
But when at the stockyard
Is the weakest cow the one you bid?
A new horizon faces her
Yet the past keeps creeping in
An old ending she cannot forget
Yet a new one wants to begin.
A fight she doesn’t know how to win
A score she doesn’t know how to settle.
She’d like to run to the man she loves
But she is always willing to mettle.
Tonight she wants to forget all of it
Just concentrate on the new
But forces blew her back to the past
And off and away she flew.
When she looked around at the trash heap
It really, honestly stunk
So she took a drive to buy some wine
Because tonight, she will get drunk.
Josephine Ranes 
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