I’ve desire to bolt
But I’ve started to moult.
My wits have dried up
‘Till I’m nearly a dolt.
I’ll swill down this cup
Of the joe for a jolt,
Then trousers unbolt
For a leak like a colt.
In reply to this WordPress daily writing prompt: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/jolt/
You interpret my blush
As the sign of a crush.
Yet I’m actually lush
With the fermented mush.
Pardon my rush
But I’m going to gush.
Not sure if I’ll brush
But I promise to flush.
In reply to this WordPress daily writing prompt: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/lush/
We had our chance before
But we dropped it on the floor.
This time make sure to vote–
Let’s vote Yes! on 64.
Continue reading “Yes! on California Prop 64”
I like a little sugar with my coffee,
I like a little honey with my tea.
Checking out the sweetness at the coffee shop,
A stimulating perk provides to me.
Continue reading “Coffee Shoppe”
So tall you seem to scrape the clouds,
A palliative against the crowds,
A fine and frosty friend to me–
Let’s drink you now, Long Island Tea.
Ten tequila shooters–my head’s a giant ache.
When I’m not busy hurling, I’m squirting sharty shake.