Rule #62.2.5

Rule # 62.2.5

Bud Light is my shepherd, there’s nothing else I want.

It makes me fall down in green pastures. It goes through me like water. It has taken my soul.

It leads me into paths of self-righteousness, it fills me with hate.

And even though it sends me to the valley of death, I will do nothing but evil.

For you are with me. Your bottle and your glass, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before, and make everyone else my enemy.

You annoy my head as a self-centered fool.My cup never runs over…enough.

Surely fear, rage and negativity will follow me all the days of my life. And I sho’ will remain drunk…forever.