On A Rainy Evening, The Teetotaler Poem by Piedade D'Souza

On A Rainy Evening, The Teetotaler



The barm of the Beer,
The petrichor of the rain,
Produced in me the vocables
To forget all my pain
And I drank,
Until the wine reached the punt
And produced aphthongs
That made the Mondegreen stunt

Friday, May 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: rain
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