we sip pink champagne and feel our bubbly brain beats
pounding on the bases of our craniums

i can see the stars dancing with the elephants
and i wonder if it’s simply that
i’m too drunk to know up from down

(i cant tell up from down today)

too much champagne, too much champagne
look at all the pretty colors.

oh my god, i’m drunk.

an/ i actually wrote this when i was slightly drunk for the first time in my whole life. i find it amusing =]