Shades Of Rum Poem by Robin Bennett

Shades Of Rum



Dozens of cousins up early the morning after
mini bar maids handling watered down
fruity cocktails shaded by paper umbrellas
adorned with plastic mermaid swizzle sticks

Taking turns squeezing the fruit
soaked in vodka and shades of rum
knowing why the grown-ups loved fractions so much
always talking of "a fifth of this or a fifth of that"

Seems the more drink glasses we found
led us to half open purses or a pair of heels
tossed aside without thought or care
the more drunk pineapples I ate, the less I cared

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hi! Avoid drinking.think straight. does the poetess says so? carry on. choose better topics. Thank u

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Robin Bennett

Robin Bennett

New Orleans, La USA
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