Fresh Pome: Crushed
Crushed
I shake crushed ice
Each night half past seven -
My rule used to be no booze
Til the boys were in bed.
But the rules have been bent
For night falls faster
Now that I’m alone.
Brushed aluminum capsule
Lid with strainer snapped snug
Small cap on top to keep
All the poisons inside.
I shake crushed ice
Each night half past seven -
My rule used to be no booze
Til the boys were in bed.
But the rules have been bent
For night falls faster
Now that I’m alone.
Brushed aluminum capsule
Lid with strainer snapped snug
Small cap on top to keep
All the poisons inside.