Molotov Cocktail Poem by Perfection Is Flawed

Molotov Cocktail



the sound of shattering
fragments on the floor

and the Flames,
they lick at the glass of your throat.

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Goldy Locks 12 July 2006

is this before, during, or after the cocktail? hot two-liners.

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