Sandra Martyres

Rookie - 24 Points (5th October / Mumbai - India)

The Cocktail Party - Poem by Sandra Martyres

Swirling a glass of claret
In his capacious palm
The pompous politico
Seemed to grin foolishly
At the serious audience
Confronting him, when
He overheard a guest remark
'If you are expecting
Some pearls of real wisdom
To slide off his wine soaked
Tongue and addled brain
Then you had better consider
Inviting him all over again
To a tea party without any
Wine or Whiskey'

Comments about The Cocktail Party by Sandra Martyres

  • Brian Jani (6/21/2014 12:54:00 PM)

    Hahaaa this is really good man, the last lines are the cherry on top (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 29, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, June 4, 2010

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