House Party - Poem by Cabaline xxx
I have my first cider
Look at you
Swanning around like you own the place
Swigging your drink
I have my second cider
Your fancy talk
You brag all the time, can't you shut up?
Your voice is annoying
I have my third cider
I'll bear you
Just for now I'll bite my tongue
For tonight only
I have my fourth cider
That was funny
You are capable of having a sense of humour
Thats a surprise
I have my fifth cider
Dance with you?
I suppose I could allow myself that
Lets dance together
I have my sixth cider
Kiss me again
Your lips and your tongue are on fire
I like it
I have my seventh cider
Ok, Yeah, lets
You're fun. You're attractive. You're sexy,
Why shouldn't we?
I have a hangover
Where am I?
What am I doing, like this, with you?
What happened lastnight?
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