Pint


It’s that time of the year.
Rejected/Deferred Class of ’22, unite!
The clock strikes three
Soon, we’ll be free
Get the slabs from out behind
Right now my capacity’s a full pint

Ben, hey Ben
Am I glad that you met Jerry
To glad, I’ll say my mood
Is to quite the contrary

Picture crunchy butterscotch nuts
As life chews you, screws you, spits you up
Bittersweet notification beeps loop
Sweet ice-cold double choco-chip scoop

There’s no surprise, but there it is,
Burning before my eyes
Ice cream melts, coffee down the drain
Decisions are here, so let it rain
And pour and snow and let it go
Bed was a hundred times more comforting anyway
We’re deferred to, and that’s a start
Going into hibernation, for my part
See you when the days are less cold
When my ice cream stocks run dry

Ben, hey Ben
Am I glad that you met Jerry
To glad, I’ll say my mood
Is to quite the contrary

Picture crunchy butterscotch nuts
As life chews you, screws you, spits you up
Bittersweet notification beeps loop
Sweet double choco-chip scoop

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