Workin’ Up a Thirst

He said he was “drownin’ in fire.”
I said, “I’m not.”
He said it was eternal fire.
I said, “That sounds hot.”

He said, “So one more drink
won’t hurt it.”
I bought us bourbon
’cause that was the first
time I heard it.

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