Bombay Sapphire GinA Poem by Scott A. WilliamsAnother ode to a beverage
I can't overstate
the importance of that blue glass bottle that sits next to my keyboard. In a lowball glass rocks wait to be poured with tonic. All the best moments of my life taste this bitter way. I don't know who she is or if I'll ever find her, but I'll know her when I see her, drinking that gin. © 2010 Scott A. Williams |
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Added on April 3, 2010 Last Updated on April 5, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorScott A. WilliamsGTA, CanadaAboutBorn in Toronto. Raised in the suburbs. Schooled in journalism. Lookin' for meaning in an uncertain world. I spend a lot of time writing for a girl whom I'm not sure exists, but I thought she wasn.. more..Writing
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