Cogitating Chianti
Coagulated cogitating
as the result of partying with Jim Beam
or was it my buddy Bud?
Moonshine mulligrumps
from a chianti hang over
the edge of a pledge.
Thinking drinking leads
to stinking thinking
someone cogently said
but, stinking thinking
is exactly whats in my head.
So a little bubbly
brings a smile for a while
and a blank slate
upon which to cogitate.
Copyright © Sue Mason | Year Posted 2008
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