Here’s why I
Usually drink red wine
Dry.
I met a blonde witch
At the ball,
Where we danced a light swing
And drank a few glasses of wine
Too many.
She dragged me by my
Necktie to her
Secret chamber,
I knelt before her like a
Sir before an icon.
I showed her some
Tricks of my own,
Long story short.
Before long into my
Magic act,
I had to vanish.
The Ball was due
To end at 2 AM.
“I gotta get going soon,
Honey, this devil’s got
Souls to steel.”
Before I could re-dress and
Button my shirt,
The witch held me close with
Her claws,
Tilted her glass of wine
To the gods and said;
“Just you wait, Mr. Devil,
I have a spell to cast.”
With that, she lifted her
Foot over my face
And tilted the last of her
Dry Red Wine
Down her leg.
I opened my mouth
And took my communion,
And she said;
“Now you won’t be able
To drink red wine
Without tasting me
First!”
About the Creator
Dyl Elner
Just a wanna-be writer, not much else.
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