Monday 23 July 2018

Whose Round Is It?


There are those who have a need to drink
A cocktail cup of human paste
And so many who are daft enough
As sixteen thousand vote to taste
Millenia of ingression seeps
Are now a toxic putrid potion
Wishing to ingest a fusty slop
Is at best a perilous notion
It seems there is a weird belief
A ‘Mummy Powerful’ solution
That drinking dodgy sewage drafts
Will bring on ‘New Age’ absolution
Although Egyptians like the rest of us
Who wished longevity immortal
To live in Never-Ever Land
By slipping through a cryptic portal
As for me I think I’ll pass on this
Taking best bets ascertained
Leaving Flies to drink my shitty share
As I on Sewage Juice abstained

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