One Sip

One sip

Just a bit. One sip.
To drown the memories of the cunt's whip.
Talk shit! for fighting fits with drunkards use of cunning wit
One sip, one sip.
Scotch that down. Last drip.

Echoes moan in stomachs aching
But throat's dry, beckon burning...
A glass is waiting, for the taking...

Pennywise chap. A round indeed.
For the same breed, fueled by greed
Mares awaken, to bucking steeds
Causing bleeds and planting seeds

No gardener resides on these cobble stone tracks
Steeds -in fact- peck orders when nights are black
And kin only react -- there's no pro for this creation
Because the horse whisperer died with his fathers first sip.

Now go drink! You Jolly good Chap!
You deserve it! You worked hard.
You deserve it.

Indeed.

mob

Whoa! that was hella heavy, felt alllllll the emotion.
You put everything together so good. Keep it up i wouldnt mind seeing more.
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deep,seemed very angry keep up the good work i liked it check out some of mine let me know what you think

thankyou for reading....
anything real?