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The best mistake I ever made Was opening that tattered black book There I sat in a pub On a mission to forget the world 6 or 7 drinks in and a bartender all to happy To pour what ever the roulette produced thumb, thumb, flip flip flip Stop Category is shots To the new friend next to me "why yes, I am to get **** faced" "oh, you came here for just an occasion" "well dear sir if you are brave enough next ones on me" "Hot **** he exclaimed As I close my eyes and say a silent prayer I slowly count 4 pages and place my finger on the page I call Gwendolyn over and request With eyes closed the item of my demise *** She cried "I love ya but I won't do that to you" I slurily open my eyes and focus MEXICAN BLACK JACK 1 part tequila 2 parts whiskey 151 floater "Double Shot" I think out loud whats a lil' ta'kill-ya? vhiskey? bah. 151 it's just a floater ppppssssshhhhhhh After a few minutes of convincing With many a hoot and holler From my new friends She takes my keys and reluctantly agrees Even kindly offers me a chaser and some limes I will not forsake the liquor gods Ever get a whiff of turpentine and diesel? Well that could be gardenias compared to this. I sit in silence sniffing it eyes closed lapping at it with my nostrils I look over at my new buddy "well chuckles it's now or never ready for this lil' endeavor?" "Well **** he muttered "I'm a man of my word" "to life" I exclaimed head back as that little bit of ****** started it's course over my tongue into the throat (why are my sinus' burning?) don't breath boy (you know better) don't you eyes pop and just on cue flame ever rendering flames I'm not blind I'm not blind I'm not blind ok I was just squinting really hard I look over and my new friend is now drinking my free chaser. my game my pain... Hey Sven leh's go again... It's a good thing she loves me I complain to no one if she hated me I don't think I'd drink here. 2 hours and 4 shots later I needed a nap good thing the loo was warm I salute you Sir BlackJack and when I call your name It's never in vain
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Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 11:56 PM UTC
Of the Mexican Blackjack
The best mistake I ever made Was opening that tattered black book There I sat in a pub On a mission to forget the world 6 or 7 drinks in and a bartender all to happy To pour what ever the roulette produced thumb, thumb, flip flip flip Stop Category is shots To the new friend next to me "why yes, I am to get **** faced" "oh, you came here for just an occasion" "well dear sir if you are brave enough next ones on me" "Hot **** he exclaimed As I close my eyes and say a silent prayer I slowly count 4 pages and place my finger on the page I call Gwendolyn over and request With eyes closed the item of my demise *** She cried "I love ya but I won't do that to you" I slurily open my eyes and focus MEXICAN BLACK JACK 1 part tequila 2 parts whiskey 151 floater "Double Shot" I think out loud whats a lil' ta'kill-ya? vhiskey? bah. 151 it's just a floater ppppssssshhhhhhh After a few minutes of convincing With many a hoot and holler From my new friends She takes my keys and reluctantly agrees Even kindly offers me a chaser and some limes I will not forsake the liquor gods Ever get a whiff of turpentine and diesel? Well that could be gardenias compared to this. I sit in silence sniffing it eyes closed lapping at it with my nostrils I look over at my new buddy "well chuckles it's now or never ready for this lil' endeavor?" "Well **** he muttered "I'm a man of my word" "to life" I exclaimed head back as that little bit of ****** started it's course over my tongue into the throat (why are my sinus' burning?) don't breath boy (you know better) don't you eyes pop and just on cue flame ever rendering flames I'm not blind I'm not blind I'm not blind ok I was just squinting really hard I look over and my new friend is now drinking my free chaser. my game my pain... Hey Sven leh's go again... It's a good thing she loves me I complain to no one if she hated me I don't think I'd drink here. 2 hours and 4 shots later I needed a nap good thing the loo was warm I salute you Sir BlackJack and when I call your name It's never in vain
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Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 11:56 PM UTC
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