Mix equally
In a chilled stainless steel shaker.
One part Love,
To be sweet at first taste.
One part Hate,
For the 'burn' as it goes down.
And one part Fear,
To make your belly roil in doubt.
Shake vigorously,
For as long as you can hold your breath.
Pour into a tumbler,
Whose rim's lined with hope.
Add a twist of bitterness.
And garnish with despair.
Can be served on the rocks,
Or straight up.
Depending on your mood.
hold your breath and take a swig...how does it taste....I like this poem, great write
wowwwwwwwww yummmms Ill call this Dans Margarita Special You like it? But I like best Baileys Irish Cream Smoothie a tenner from me
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I would like to translate this poem
To make your belly roil in doubt., that's my favourite line, well done