Thermos Poem by M.C. Bruce

When I was a boy
My mother put
A new thermos
In my lunch.

The lunch box fell
And the inside
Of the thermos
Shattered, leaving

Kool-Ade laced with
Small bits of metal
Which I almost drank
(Being a rather stupid

Child) but my teacher
Stopped me and poured
The sweet, deadly drink
Down the drain.

Years later, when I
Fell desperately in love
With a short-haired girl
Who turned out to be

A studied and serious
Drunk, her disdain for me
Saved me from drinking
A similar sweet potion.