Fizzel Poem by thomas bbb
Fizzel
Sit back up at a pink sky
What right do I have
Sit back grab a phone pole
Sit back on the fence to the yard
What right do I have
To enjoy a cold one
What do you do sit there just
Enjoy the fizzle
Lap up a thousand
Gargle down 12 rounds
Gargle then spit in
I’ll risk infection
What can this mean
If you bully a cold one
Will a fizzle before thee
In thine eyes
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