Sweetened Muscador Poem by AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ

Sweetened Muscador





Refreshing was the wind,
Woozy woozy woozy'
Every lips -going tipsy
Every eyes -merlot red

Andre Brut, Andre Rose, -all active
Disco gone so loud!
Voices taunting some veins,
Some waist deck on freewheel

Colorful lights shinning
All nooks and crannies,
Bad blokes blowing coke
Slay queens on hemps

The booty butts, a-luscious!
Manners burnt and crushed,
Stupidity at the high service,
Destinies on the waste-track

Bad! was the sweetened muscador,
Glass cups dancing on the floor,
Blood to the virgins pant;
Influence of alcohol.

Worried n' weary, mum's look at home
Bang, bang, bang, Skirt is back!
Stammering and miming,
What a liquor-actor.

Mum's tears must dry,
Homies must rest on the bed
Tomorrow, -another big bang!
But to return is on bitter-bait.



©Author KELLY JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
15/03/2018
04: 37PM