Scribesmeister v4 (In Zero Gravity)

Scratch the surface

February 15, 2008

*warning: crappy

Flowers came in as a surprise,
a beautiful arrangement of scarlet red,
I drew it close and slowly began
to sniff off the lovely scent,
but dejectedly I realized,
my sense of smell unknowingly went dead.

My sweet tooth aches for a generous bite
of a tempting heart-shaped white chocolate,
but at last minute, I had to resist and gently
put it down as it touched my lips,
for I cannot aggravate my sore throat’s fate.

Why would I let this setbacks
get into me, when it’s nothing
a bottle of beer couldn’t
manage to get rid of, I thought to myself…

And what do you know,
the ice cold beer
just made things worse.

Poetic Curses @ 7:02 pm

2 comments

  1. Scotch works better. ;-)

    comment by Kimchihead — February 16, 2008 @ 9:28 pm

  2. Ugh, I’m okay now..Johnnie Walker helped. :P

    comment by Sarj — February 19, 2008 @ 12:30 pm

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