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