This is part of my new (and open to everyone) challenge "Rhyming Diary":
https://steemit.com/poetry/@okramer/the-rhyming-diary-challenge
My sould demands a lot of booze,
it is official: Winterblues...
the sun is nothing but a blur
the asshole clouds keep blocking her
I tried to cure it sip by sip
but better yet would be a trip
away from all this snow and mist
just somewhere nice where life exists
About the author: From riches to ragz: The story of a gambling nomad
Comments and criticism are always welcome, I'm here to learn!