Winer 23/100

Tonight I drank lots of wine,
and normally I can rhyme fine,
but my brain is a mess,
my skills are somewhat less
than they normally are at this time.

true the words are flowing more free,
than they would usually be
I keep forgetting the 'y'
in 'they', though I try
It seems to be the that I see.

And as the world starts to spin,
a 100 days promise I must begin
so I sit here and type
some nonsensical tripe
I’m pretty sure drinking’s a sin

But what do I care today,
as I drink the week’s cares away
cheap wine is girly
I don’t have to be early
I can sleep for all of Sunday.