Russian Roulette Poem by David Wood
Russian Roulette
Rating: ★5.0
The day fast approaches
That may morph into the
Usual drunken bacchanal
Of previous celebrations
This time with the additional
Fun game of Russian roulette
As a blue mist hovers beneath
A full and frosty onion moon.
A mist waiting silently to lay
Claim unsuspecting souls.
A game not worth playing.
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4/28/2024 7:38:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Better we drink this new year's eve alone rather than inflict an unintended woe.