Delicious Sin


I drink shots of Victory Gin,
A drunken stupor, I can't stop
Sipping his delicious sin,
I drink shots of Victory Gin.
He pours it smooth, with a grin,
I swallow him, every drop!
I drink shots of Victory Gin
A drunken stupor, I can't stop.



Poetry by ardent.March
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Written on 2007-03-29 at 04:28

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
hehe... victory gin... where do you come up with these? :D very suggestive... there goes my mind again, sleep deprivation doesn't help my cause though lol... is this a particular form, i won't even try to guess considering i never guess right anyway lol :) *hugs* xx
2007-04-08


Gopi
wow its great. really worth reading.
2007-04-04


aliceramone
i did get the metaphors after i commented,,,sorry i just hear the word gin and i get flashbacks...great write
2007-03-31


aliceramone
ahhh,gin..it's been a long time...a good write
2007-03-31


Individuality
a naughty piece of poetry hits the edge of reality with some verse that's saucy, all hail hanky panky!
2007-03-29