Booze Hound On regrets .............

With the benefit of twenty twenty hindsight 
should I  have stuck to milk.
Eaten my greens and taken bracing walks,
filling my lungs with fine bright air.

Should I have stayed at school
followed the rules.
Been a model son.
 
If I had married and had kids,
Oh fuck you I have to admit
I'd of been boring.
Eking the years ahead

I always wanted to be James Dean 
and leave a good looking corpse.
A rebel or Marlon Brando,
but not in his final years.

With twenty twenty foresight
I see my self in an early grave
liver shrivelled like a walnut.
Bloated.

A cautionary tale?
Hell no take life by the balls
and shake it.