Saturday, June 15, 2013

Refuge

Maybe your heart weeps, but does it DD?
This was the sole question that I did ask.
For this was a thing that did matter to me
As getting to the bar would be a task.

Alas! He said no! And my heart it sank
I knew that I would have to drive myself
I would have to be careful while I drank,
And a few more beers would stay on the shelf.

 Should I have a little too much to drink 
Krispy Kreme shall be my place of refuge!
We'll sit and eat a few donuts I think
What a bountiful sugary deluge!

Alas I now seem to be too drunk to write,
And have no end for this sonnet tonight!

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