I Used To Like A Drink Of Drink Poem by Patti Masterman

I Used To Like A Drink Of Drink



I used to like a drink of drink;
Of fermented grain, and hops, I think
It looked like beer; but tasted great
But my hand was killed by fate:
One day, my beverage blew me up
So flatulent; I thought I'd pop:
Allergic to brew; so sad, so true-
Candida Albicans, I hate you!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: fate,hate,sad
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