J-Mag Guthrie Poet Verse

Doggerel

I'd like to spend some time with you,
my dark and smooth draftee.
At dusk, when all my work is through,
I know you'll wait for me.

You're full of body, fair on top,
a bubble-head they say.
Your scent of roasted malt and hop
a working-man's bouquet.

Although there's fire in your veins,
Your touch is always cool.
I hope this doggerel explains
why, Stout, I am your fool.

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Darren White October 7, 2017 at 5:11 AM I like this poem, and now and here I can comment on it ;) This is a metaphor that makes thirsty. Great doggerel, and funny. The first lines of your last stanza made me chuckle. Darren White October 8, 2017 at 5:56 AM It would be cool entering it in a contest. Just remember that many publishers consider poems posted on a site like this as already published. Not all do, but quite some :) J-Mag Guthrie October 7, 2017 at 8:43 AM It was from a prompt to write to/about our favorite food/beverage and I'd done the chocolate bars with bacon bits previously so.... Thanks so much for your kind words. I'm thinking of entering this in a contest.