Posted February 16th, 2010 10:02 by Brad Royale
It is the ish of delish
That I seek for my mouth
The fruit that I squish
From the slope from the south
My mouth is wanting
The liquid it adorns
This glass comes the haunting
From my head the horns
It comes from inside
This yearning for ish
My time I cannot bide
Hot inside feverish
More is more
Is what I crave
Quite the lore I must be brave
Brimming with juice
I fall to the floor
My composure is loose
I can't take anymore
The bottle is dead
The ish has been had
The pounding in my head
The morning will be bad
The ish I have swished
Has light and has twirled
Twas broken I wished
But came and it whirled
Finished I am
I am it be
Ish I am
Ish it be
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