Toasted, Numbed And Roasted Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Toasted, Numbed And Roasted



You want to play hopscotch?
That's fine with me.
I'll take a shot of that scotch.
With peppermint schnapps,
And a can of beer.
I've learned that a playing with you,
Requires I need more than a buzz.
I need to be toasted, numbed and roasted.

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