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"Sonnet for a True Friend"

The day’s monotony has got me down.
How desperately dull is cube farm life.
My day’s end goal? My sorrows for to drown,
To forget the inanity and strife.
O’ sweet bottle of gin, you fit the bill;
The pressures dissipate ‘pon the first sip.
Beefeater, Tanqueray, or cheapest swill,
You warm me from my head to fingertip.
O’ see how ephemeral are my woes
When the sublime barmaid fills me with drink.
My tongue loosens and conversation flows.
Ah, precious gin, you make this dullard think.
You give me life and help me to forget;
Juniper bev’rage, I am in your debt.

- by Doug Manion


Of course, sober facts are here:
http://www.voai.org/alcoholmedical.htm

2007-06-14 16:40:18 · 3 answers · asked by ari-pup 7 in Arts & Humanities Poetry

3 answers

NICE!! I like it. And I've tasted gin. It's quite good.

2007-06-14 23:19:46 · answer #1 · answered by ? 2 · 0 0

nice

2007-06-15 11:05:07 · answer #2 · answered by Tess 2 · 0 0

Mmmmm ..... do you know me ?

Hey not bad at all. Well done.

2007-06-14 16:49:43 · answer #3 · answered by Chris 4 · 0 0

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