- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Ode To A Pop Can
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Upon my desk you’re tempting me, sitting there so bold
I’m not sure if you’re full or not, or if your warm or cold
Can’t remember how long its been that you’ve sat there next to me
But damn I’m just so thirsty, to be quenched is now my plea
The more I sit and stare at you, your tin a gleaming shine
The more I want to hold on tight and gulp you down like wine
But then I think you might contain a spider or a worm
And what if someone spit in you and filled you full of germs?
My throat is parched and swollen and I fear the time is near
To take you from my cluttered desk, and proclaim a hearty CHEERS!
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