Mark R Slaughter
Man's Tipple - Poem by Mark R Slaughter
A little splash of evil,
A squirt or two of ire,
I'll stir it in before I add –
Now this you will admire:
A mighty slug of villainy,
A slosh of immorality,
A pint or two of tyranny,
A dash of criminality,
A gram or so of sin,
A sneaky Mickey Finn,
A little mix before the fix –
If you could see my grin!
But oh forgetful me –
How vacant could I be?
I need to add licentiousness
With hint of lechery!
And then of course seduction,
A barrel of corruption –
I'm nearly done with all this fun –
Just acts of reproduction:
All unprotected; cross-infected –
Disease that spread 'cos you neglected
Just to get those sores inspected,
Leaving you to feel dejected.
And then to sprinkle on disgust,
A powdering of deep mistrust,
Little grains of wanton lust,
Then ram it home with phallic thrust.
There, my drink to keep him going
All the way to culmination:
Got to keep his weakness growing
Till his great abomination…
I give you Man's tipple!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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