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Click heresummer's heat is on the way
meaning less clothes, more skin
got to workout loose love's handles,
here's to Thorogood and beer diets
ride the bike lift the weights
throw the candy into space
cut out supper, it ain't as important ...
'one bourbon, one scotch, one beer'
stick to the program nose to the stone
thoughts to myself, 'I drink alone'
good times coming waistline going
'move it on over', take it off here and there
grab another long neck have a taste
ride that bike lift those weights, Thorogood
provide the pace, a driving beat towards...
'one bourbon, one scotch, one beer'
I drink without interference
listening to Thorogood bleed out his fingers
better days to come, reservations made
pissing off some island porch
turning white sands golden....
vacation from reality
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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I dont drink often, but you make me wanna margarita just for the hell of it!!
love your beach poetry, sandspike
:)
maria
as George would remind you if he was watching the "one bourbon, one scotch, one beer" program you're on <wink> I love your combination of drawing in the elements of the beach {My ultimate fave place in the world} with another fave of Mine, rock music.
The visions you've penned are great and with the background of Thorogood...sooooooooooooooo bad its good!!!
Vixxx
I like the way you instilled lines from songs into this poem, very creative and an excellent poem.
you have exactly created the picture of getting fit for the season...in sand style..I can see it all...You have been mentioned in today's review...