The pepper catches my throat
Clinging onto my taste buds
Holding on for dear life
A swimmer's stretch does no good
Boat-tailed crows edge me on
Without intent, the cup is back to my lips
It burns, it burns, throat on fire
Alert fire rescue, I need the hose
Straight into my mouth
Pressure cranked up
It's almost self-infliction now
To keep taking sip after sip
But as long as the firefighters stand by
I'm free to take the risk