Treasure Island

Miroslava Odalovic


Unisex Alco Metaphor

I ain’t no alco you know
I just sometimes take a drink
A drink a drink for a big think
‘Cause I’ve got no G G for a horse
I ain’t no vice president
But the vice presides in me
Don’t worry I’m a nice also metaphor
‘Cause I can stop before I ‘plop’
Into saying something quite smart
Such as
Tequila lemon salt
Guerilla demons halt
Or something quite unique
We’re all those things we aren’t
And not always those things we are
Which is
Quite unisex I think

Should anybody sane be reading this
You might slip into a hush hush thought
Thinking this ‘Socrates’
Is really ‘spoiling the youth’
And the metaphor will stand
Quite defenseless
So just…say nothing.
No comment, please.

Submitted: Sunday, December 11, 2011
Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011

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