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Monday, July 9, 2012

Whimsical Poem


Midnight
The world comes alive,
Spinning round and round--
take a chance,
lose it all or win it all,
what do you have to lose?

Midnight
Your drink begins to swirl,
magic love potion;
hold on to the walls--
colourful, whimsical,
don't be fooled.


Not done, I don’t think. I’m trying to capture when I was in the casino tipsy from a drink I had and what it felt like.

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