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Thursday, March 30, 2006

Love Poem

Your neck glistens brightly with crystal-like drops
Your beauty brings tears I can't blink through
You're made from good things like malt, barley and hops
So I think now my dear, I must drink you.

2 comments:

sketchmonkey said...

awwwwwww, you love beer! you go girl!

Corningstone said...

I wondered where you were going with that, and I wasn't disappointed!
Cheers!