Featured Poem: The Bottle

I met a man perched on a bottle, With a woman deep inside, Rising slowly up towards him, Floating on the tears he cried.

Said he, 'It's only tears can save her, Tears of sorrow, Tears of pain. I'm going to have to feel a lot, Until I have her back again.'

All sniffling and snuffling, He said, 'It almost makes me laugh to think that if you week enough a man can find his better half.'

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