The night outside is minus fifty,
But the flammable liquid is so…..
Clear,
Ever so clear,
The everclear,
The age isn’t important because the spirit is so….
Clear,
Ever so clear,
Everclear,
His face looked frozen in sleep,
Vomit on his sleeve,
The plastic bottle so clear…
Ever so clear,
Everclear,
The fire starts and the extinguisher saves the day,
The fire water was that close to being orange instead of being…:
Ever so clear,
Tears mix with the distillation and they
Too become clear…
When Cleveland died of everclear guzzling his soul soared near
The clearest sky,
Ever so clear
Everclear
- Author: Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 14th, 2021 17:57
- Comment from author about the poem: Everclear is spirit extractor
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