Hangover Effervescent bubbles rise to the top, Oh, how I wish, they would stop. My head is all a pounding, The floor is not grounding, What did I drink last night? Whatever it was, wasn't right! Do I need to drink this brew? To clear my heady stew? The thought of food makes me shudder. Oh how much I really suffer, The angst of living it up, When all I did was, sup. The glass is empty now, Will my headache now take a bow? End note - honest I'm as "fit as a fiddle", this just came into my head. Even a (slightly broken) account hasn't stopped me from poeticising!! Looks like I need to use my phone to rectify me back to my original account. (iPad version of Opuss doesn't seem to have the "forgotten password?" Option from what I can see.)
