Celebrated with ale, that age betwixt childhood and
adolescence,
The rotunda at night, stolen gulps, smokes and acquiescence.
All manner of triumphs enabled by septic adult sorts.
And ne’er a win, lose or draw without the pulling of corks.
The weekends come and the practise emerges
Of hastily downed fluids to prompt social urges.
Galvanised thru proficiency and earning a new mate
whose beery breathed counsel one can henceforth relate.
One's very own composition, an ensemble of bottlenecks to strum,
Now to celebrate with keys in the ignition and nursing the rum.
S.Cumper Feb 2012
adolescence,
The rotunda at night, stolen gulps, smokes and acquiescence.
All manner of triumphs enabled by septic adult sorts.
And ne’er a win, lose or draw without the pulling of corks.
The weekends come and the practise emerges
Of hastily downed fluids to prompt social urges.
Galvanised thru proficiency and earning a new mate
whose beery breathed counsel one can henceforth relate.
One's very own composition, an ensemble of bottlenecks to strum,
Now to celebrate with keys in the ignition and nursing the rum.
S.Cumper Feb 2012

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