A bottle of anger,
Bottle of stew.
A bottle for me
And a bottle for you.A bottle of danger,
Bottle of joy.
A bottle to keep,
And then one to destroy.A bottle of stranger,
Bottle of friend.
A bottle to start
And a bottle to end.A bottle of languor,
Bottle of time.
And an elephant.
You can’t put everything in a bottle.
Bene scribete.
Lacking the state of mind required to do a thoughtful post, I shall now write a stupid poem about elephants.
Elephants are big, they say.
They’re bigger than your face.
They’re smaller than a planet, though,
And can’t survive in space.Elephants are grey, they say.
They’re whiter than the night.
Yet blacker than the falling snow,
And nowhere near as bright.Elephants are tough, they say.
They’re tougher than a fly.
Unless that fly is huge, you know,
And equally as sly.Elephants are shrewd, they say.
They never do forget.
If that is true, then I should go
Before these words upset.
Have a happy new year, everyone!
Bene scribete.
Writin' Fish 