Sugar and Acid

I’m sorry to your craft beer, but I scan the cocktails. 
It’s not that I want a fruity drink- I just can’t pass the citrus. 
I’ve seen berries turn what’s sweet to sweeter, then melt to nothing, 
but my mandarin soul could make the stoics pucker. 

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You don’t know the grip of vice until it’s a noose around your heart.

Trust me- if it went around the neck,
I wouldn’t have made it this far.

…I’d have made it nowhere!
It crunches like the tiger’s jaws
that you never see-
you simply die!

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