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WarHeads

The taste hits your tongue when it’s first opened.

Nostrils flair, waiting for the smell to stop.

Your eyes begin to water with no end.

Trying to collect yourself then you pop.


Throat burning, you throw it around your mouth.

Tongue flailing the pain pushes you foreword.

You reach the peak and your taste buds go south.

Still so painful even though it’s your third.


Just a few more seconds you have to stand.

The sour subsides and you are left with sweet.

Your watery eyes finally find land.

End to the pain you said you’d never beat.


You reach for another with a stiff hand.

These things are so good they should be banned.





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Basketball23 said...
Mar. 15, 2011 at 4:13 pm
Haha wow..someone would write a poem about WarHeads.  Haha but it was VERY well written!  You did a great job of turning a comical poem into real literature!
 
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