I got a story about a man and really don't know where to begin...
Amos McHenry hung out with clowns from the circus, he stood 5'10.
He drank with the trapeze artists and laughed with high flying acts,
Amos never had a penny to his name, simply stating all the facts.
He partied with lawyers, doctors, and even the minister from his church.
Amos yelled at a mime, too drunk to realize he doesn't speak any words.
Anything that contained alcohol Amos would simply consume,
Amos had butterfly feet, dancing and singing to any tune.
He had a girlfriend years ago named Layla Carpenter Woods,
She had a truck driving tongue, Layla didn't know any good.
Layla cooked, cleaned, and tried to keep Amos in line.
She caught on quick, Amos always spent every penny and dime.
They would get into screaming matches, crowds outside their door.
Layla would call him every name in the book as he would run to the liquor store.
Now hopefully you can see a tragedy is on it's way,
We aren't far from that November somber day.
Amos came home from a night of drinking and singing Van Morrison songs,
He noticed everything he had and owned was simply gone.
Now you think Amos would be in tears and be sad,
Now you think this was the worst day that Amos ever had.
As Amos sat there in an empty room with an empty beer,
Amos didn't show any emotion nor did he shed any tears.
He stood up with a grin and screamed a prayer to God,
"Lord I need to change my ways, I feel so damn lost".
Amos went to AA and begin to read the bible every day.
He vowed to himself that he wouldn't live that way.
From that moment on Amos never did drink any alcohol,
Amos is one of my best friends, thought this was a good story that's all.