Sangria In the Hot Tub

Sangria in the hot tub
Soaking all alone
On a cold winter’s evening
In the backyard of my home
Shooting stars cross the sky
I’m amazed by every one
With a sangria in the hot tub
Soaking all alone

Sangria in the hot tub
Soaking all alone
My wife has retired to bed
And so has my little son
The alcohol and hot water recalls
My sins I can atone
With a sangria in the hot tub
Soaking all alone

Sangria in the hot tub
Soaking all alone
The jets massage my muscles
Wine relaxes my tired bones
I sit here thinking up rhyming words
For this silly song
With a sangria in the hot tub
Soaking all alone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Pettit Avatar
February 7, 2011 at 7:23 PM
I presume your hot tub was filled with water and not sangria? I've heard of people bathing in milk, but not wine! Nice write despite the amphiboly.
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February 6, 2011 at 9:37 PM
Lol it soundz soooooooooo relaxing I'm jelous...lol.....wow did that pull me in.....very cute....n kind of sexy...lol...i enjoyed u
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