Short Swig Poems

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

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malibu coconut rum
cuppa dark hot cocoa
peppermint altoid
ginger altoid
heavy cream
hot mug
swig...

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There's a man from Nantucket.
That lives in an oak bucket.
He's not very big.
And took just one swig.
Drunk on a summer junket.
...

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Spoke less,
did not feel like,
lips refused,
and tongue got tied,
throat was dry,
I gulped a little swig,
then spoke in a veritable gig....

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Shred of Truth

If you were me instead
And a life of sin had led
You took one more swig
Then an idiot became big
Of truth did not find a shred.

Jim Ho Ho Horn...

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Some people call me a Wascally Wacko
Methinks I will play a little tune on my banjo
While dancing a jig
And downing a swig
Accompanied by a friend on piano...

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He sure was naive, that Tommy O'Rourke
He didn't know gin was what he'd uncorked
   He took a long swig
   His girl danced a jig
Just nine months 'till the visit from the stork...

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A good friend once called me a Wascally Wacko
Methinks I will play a little tune on my banjo
While dancing a jig
And downing a swig
Accompanied by Liberace on piano...

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A buxom underclad lady loved cooking,
Everytime when no one was looking,
of the sherry she would liberally swig,
then dance a sublime high kicking jig
Now there's always great demand for a booking!...

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A good friend once called me a Wascally Wacko
Methinks I will play a little tune on my banjo
While dancing a jig
And downing a swig
Accompanied by The Wulfman on piano


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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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?...

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He made passes at the ladies
Drank much vodka, not just a swig
Lost control of all composure
Which included his crooked wig.


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Contest: Chastushka Me
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Placed: 4th...

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I put it in my a.m. engine
    and pray that it kicks in

  By the time I reach my locker
    I'm ready to punch in

  My prayers are duly weighed and judged
    as they swirl in my canteen

  Helping me to mid-morn break
    ~ where I'll swig some more caffeine...

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My butt is just so damn big
10 Irish men could do a jig
5 truckers could park their rig
16 Miners could plan a dig
9 drummers could perform a gig
2 Elephants could take a swig
22 college kids could do their trig
If only I’d eat less like a pig!

*For Susan's self exaggeration contest :)...

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Just one more minute
One more day
All so I could
get in your way

All you want is that
One last swig
One more puff
Just so you'd feel
"Normal" enough

I know that you don't
care what I say
But am I supposed
to leave you this way?
Take that one last swig
I'll walk away
Poison yourself,
All I can do is pray....

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Their feet are not petite. They are huge.
No hiding or sneaking. No subterfuge.
Fifth graders' feet are as big as boats.
Where is the drink me anecdote?

Clown shoes for them might be too small.
If I had their feet, I would never fall.
Preservatives have bulked them up so big.
Here is be tiny juice, please take a swig....

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I popped out of a pink egg carton on a fine Monday morn.
Entered an eggbeater contest, ended tattered and torn.
Drank egg cream, did the most marvelous egg dance.
Started to England and ended up in a chateau in France.
Had a swig of fancy eggnog, Italy is where I landed.
Turned into an exaggerated egg-atic, sneaky, devious, and underhanded....

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Suffering from anxiety and depression
I am tired of this session 
I feel I learned my lesson
deep down hurting stressing

always try 
I just want to be alive
live life alive
don't want to die

struggle and strife
to make it in this life
have things that are nice
take a swig once maybe twice

tomorrow try to do things right 
good night. -TA...

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   Consumed by doubt, down but not out
     Swig of whiskey tickles the throat
                                      rags for a coat

   Down on his luck, surviving on pluck
     Bums another cigarette
                     breaks out in cold sweat  

   Begs unabashedly
     points to you and me
     Inside, you shudder
       ~ unashamed, I flee
     
...

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Drinking

Take a swig
And then another
Keep going ‘til you feel big
And feel like someone other
Than yourself
The world would turn
Watching outside your own self
And your stomach does churn
Making you feel dizzy
And nauseous also
Your stomach feels fizzy
And you vomit, so
Someone takes you away
But not a place known, you don’t want to stay

Written on January 30, 2020...

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Old Salt
Was Walt

Possessed
On chest

Tattoo
Of Lou

Each port
Had snort

Much booze
Blew fuse

Got tight
Had fight

Some beef
With Chief

Unwise
Blacked eyes

Uptight
Lost fight

For prank
Lost rank

For swig*
In brig

*One interpretation of swig is - strike heavily with fist!

Entry for Brian Strand's "Footle-Me" Contest

Placed in tie for 3d place in contest...

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sHE STOOD PROUD
SMILING.
HER FACE AS
 BEAUTIFUL AS HER
STYLIST ALLOWED.
ONE SPOKE
i DON'T KNOW WHY,
 BUT IT IS jULY  IN 2024
WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?
THEN SHE SAID
IN HER NAITIVE TOUNGE
SOMETHING THAT PUZZED ME
SINCE. SHE SAID:
"ELLE PORTAIT UN
COSTUME DE CORPS
AUX TONS CHAIR:
AVES UNE CINQUIEME
BOUTEILLE DE LA
LIQUEUR GAY
SUR L'ETIQUETTE.
c'ETAIT JUSTE SUR
ELLE
SWIG - SWAGGLER!"...

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May your love for me
always be
as stormy as an Irish sea. 
I want no gentle ride
I wish for no small swell,
I've been safely drifting for too long.

May my love for you
always be
as sure as the setting sun.
As steady as a spring rain
a balm to your scorched plain.

You bring the wild,
I'll bring the sweet.
You be my rose,
I'll be your thorn.
I will be the sweet smile
as you swig down what makes you burn....

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I am sitting on a chair.

a chair with the view of 
sky, ocean.

a chair that sits on 
an open hallway. 
that leads to where I 
forfeit money for rent 

the ocean,
I wonder what's underneath

---

I see more windows
than palm tree's.


the beer makes the 
paper warm,
the breeze as it should,

the ocean still,
as the allusion of 
time 


races.


I sit back,
swig and gaze

I am paused...

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Drag me headfirst facing the red lights,

Throw stones that turn to gold dust,

Cruise through a pile of crumbling structures.

The buildings of the past.

Critics drawing out rapier blades,

Their swords casted in flames,

On wheels we swerve the pathway,

Just three junctions away.

A pocket full of sad villains,

A swig of wine to another high,

Standing tall on this grey horizon,

Searching for a new paradise....

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