Ode to the Bottle

Start writing... My huge bottle, you inspire me to write.

I love the way you bounce, waddle and prowl,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the bright scrub fowl.

Let me compare you to a light balloon?

You are more funny, generous and dark.

Right sun heats the clever peaches of June,

And summertime has the empty check mark.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your white humour, legs and elbows.

Thinking of your benchmark legs fills my days.

My love for you is the comical brose.

Now I must away with a sunny heart,

Remember my stark words whilst we're apart