King Alcohol is my shepherd.
I shall always want.
He maketh me lie down in the gutter.
He leadeth me beside troubles waters.
He destoyeth my soul.
He leadeth me in the paths of wickedness
For the effect's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of poverty
And have delirium tremens,
I will cling to drink,
For thou art with me
To bite and sting and torment me.
Thou preparest an empty table
In the presence of my family.
Thou annointest my head with hellishness.
My cup of wrath runneth over.
Surely destruction and misery shall follow me
All the days of my life,
And I shall dwell in the house of the damned forever.
~UNKNOWN
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