2011 - Day 302

In a flash all around
The sounds, oh the sounds,
What started off sparkling
Gave way to more rounds,
As the rounds went around
The less I was found,
Till I reached breaking point,
The King I was crowned,
More shots that we downed
I was more like a clown,
No spots were all black
Shade more like a brown,
So around and around
Walked all through SLO town,
Surprising to me
How tight I was wound,
I fell on the ground
I howled like a hound,
But at the end of the day
Good times all around.