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Redundant corkscrew
my wine has a rubber
instead of cork
there's nothing at the end
of my angry fork
liquid dinner
fool and sinner
my anger flourishes like
a toxin-fed fire
I have no restraint
no boundaries, no desire
a flooded kitchen
due to distraction,
printer gave up ghost
irate over-reaction?
money overdue
now weekend
to be blue
adrenalin about to burst
bottle half empty
still have thirst
so many questions
afraid to ask
answers all circles
should have bought a cask
there is no relief
mine, lost in rubble
of everyone else's grief
and trouble
damn it, it makes me spew
my wine has a rubber, or plastic
so hard, the bloody thing
broke my 'cork'-screw!
feedback van andere lezers- marrik
You know
You can ask me anything
But will you get what you wanna hear
x
M
killea: always, the truth is usually painful, but you always put it in such a tering, pleuris nice way. Ha ha
xxx
j - Dora
Kom mijn kurketrekker halen, drinken we samen.
Gedeelde smart is half
killea: That would be great Dora, two tipsy nut-cases !
xxx
j - hettie35
Heel knap geschreven!
Wens je een fijn weekend
groetjes Hettie
killea: thank you Hettie, hope you have a good one too
xxx
j - kerima_ellouise
als zelfs de kurkentrekker in opstand komt...
sterk gedicht Killea!
groetekes
killea: I couldn't believe it Kerima Ellouise!
thank you
xx
j - manono
I never buy wine with a rubber cork. It doesn't only break the cork-screw, but the bottle as well!
Rubber rubbish.
I understand the anger that goes with the whole operation.
killea: Yes and one thing led to another Christine
thank you
xx
j - tessy
Heel erg graag gelezen :-)
killea: many thanks Tessy
xxx
j - jan
looks like you need a scrzewdriver love;-))
grtzzz
killea: I do indeed Jan
xxx
j
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