Like the end is nigh

Like the end is nigh

I will hound the night

out of town

Hop from stop to pub

with no care to mind

I will toss the money

around

Make merry

with the girls

I will throw care

to the wind

Before the night is gone

I will dine, drink and sin

Like the end is nigh

 Just thinking,

Sunday, 23 September 2013