Short Daiquiri Poems

Dutch cruller, rich and sweet,
Belgium chocolates, nothing like them.
Scottish kale, made into tasty broth.
New England crab, pride of the Atlantic,
Cuba’s sweet and sour daiquiri.
America’s tastiest eggnog, made instantly sour by the sight of one small dead titter mouse.
One teeny tiny mistake, but I may never drink eggnog again....

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Piercing blue ices through freezing blood within
Liquid fused molecules of daiquiri bathed in sin
Shattered cracks creviced black caverns of the beast
Rattled, bruised dampened fuse ignites when deceased
Hollow past poisons gas choking the thin air
Empty Souls swallowed whole white pupils blink the stare
Salted meat frozen beef hooked up Into a stiff
Cooked the stew the boiling you dying your last gift



bmdavey@2/28/24
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They have at least thirty-one flavors all the time. 
Available are pistachio, rum raisin, and key lime. 
Have you ever tried their strawberry or blueberry cheesecake? 
In any single trip, how many flavors can you take? 
Other than ice cream, they also have sangria or daiquiri ice. 
Everything they have is cool, tasty, and nice. 
This place offers variety in a plethora. 
I can't believe that all you want is vanilla!

inspired by another member's poem
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Soldiers of fortune caught in the construct
Captive foreign held in the menagerie
Shoulders abortion fought for my next salary
Now souls smoulder over their short daiquiri
I hate it when they’re mad at me
Tragedy had to be for a better tomorrow
War ages are coming
Prepare for the casualties
Rubble
And sorrow
Headlines a tad too hallow
Death still rages on casually
I guess it has to be

The delivery was free
Please don’t be mad at me
But whatever has to be has to be
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