Drunken Prime

I stumbled from the barstool
my vision somewhat blurred
I vainly tried to reacount
for the events that had occured
"Where the blazes am I, berk?"
I asked an nearby drunk
The man sat chomping on some bread
and he offered me a chunk
I reached out and grabbed the bread
and threw it 'cross the bar
I tried to rush the drunken man
but didn't make it far
I grew dizzy, swayed around,
and heavily, I fell
The drunk came over, spat, and cussed
" Another Prime, Ah hell!"
Then he laughed and scoffed at me
and at my euphoria
"Ya got too drunk, ya stupid Prime,
You're in Arborea"

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