Best Swig Poems

Blood, divine and sweet,
Swigging on vampiric tastes,
Victims, screams and bleats....

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i can sense the tension in the house.
i tiptoe downstairs,and peek around the corner,
just in time to see him pouring the liquor.
i can hear it,and the sound is enough to make me cry.
i crawl into my bed,and fall asleep quickly.
i awake to a loud boom,shaking...

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When I think of food and drink,
it's no surprise
the question does arise,
with booze some choose to let it breathe
and defer their bottle of wine,
I prefer to savour the flavour
and give mouth to mouth to mine.
(Que Syrah, Syrah!)
Some say, “The glass is half full,”
with accent on...

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