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Beer

swing, my brother 
and swig 
your liver, brown - 
sink your teeth into mine
bermuda grass in my brain 
yet again 
and the left plank 
stands out. again.
here we are, both 
shooting arrows blind 
or are we just spineless?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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March 21, 2016 at 8:48 PM
Robert, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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March 2, 2012 at 12:42 PM
Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us here at PoetrySoup Robert Bryan. I hope you have a great weekend filled with inspiration. I will be back the first of the week and hope to see more of your poetry posted here to read. Love, Carol
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