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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required *DRUNKEN POET* There I see him sitting like a dummy. Asking me for more shots of rummy Talking about his detox days. Talking about his poetic ways. Rhyming my eyes comparing them to the moon. Whispering lines saying he wants too spoon. Next thing you know his words start getting deep. Poeting out words revealing he's the family's black sheep. His blood shot level was releasing his emotional word. Dreaming that I was in a bath like a dirty bird. Intoxicated with a breath so refreshing. Designing me a thousand passionate ones in the meshing Falling for his physical and mental temporary drunken state His sense of intellectual things where hitting me real straight. Swallowing his words like a forbidden love potion I excessively indulged him with more alcohol to inspire his motion Admitting to me that love was his downfall. For me he fell from the stars and than began to crawl. Proposing a toast for the sake of love Rambling how I'm the only one he's dreaming of Nourishing me with his ocean water of affection Re-bonding his words for me to be his resurrection Call me crazy for feeling the connection! Allowing him to penetrate his poetry in me like an injection. A character so loving above a 99% liquor proof test. Romancing me with the disguise that he is the best. Restraining myself from this drunken poet called my husband Remembering that he is the one fool I can not stand In his most charming rhyme he called me his rehab. By that time I knew it was time to call him a cab. Reminding him about his Alcoholic Anonymous class. Now all of a sudden he starts acting like an a$$! Putting his drunken sober poet mind to sleep. Anyways tomorrow he will still be the same poetic romantic creep! BY: P.D.
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