Liquid courage slides down my gullet
To approach her from across the room.
Told myself that she was full of it
A habit spelling my certain doom.
One deep breath intakes the fun-to-be
Helps me push away my deepest fears.
I can feel the music about me
Finally fitting in with my peers.
Spinning my good friend, I find a match
Taller than I, but nothing like her.
Hot and heavy moving past her patch
Finish within the time I assure.
Up a level, the party begins
My first winter storm left me burning.
Now it's really boiling up within
Up my nostrils, I feel it churning.
The yellow cannonball firing far
At last, I can be with the great stars
Give me your feedback and what you think this is.
(this one would probably have been better titled Sancho's Party Foul)
Enjoy.