If I was a bee, I'd drink of thee.I'd enjoy your sweet nectarand bumble on my way.I'd come back for moreand more and more,just to bathe in your warmthand be in the presence ofyour sweet, flowery smile.If I was a bee, I'd be addicted to the daisy,the sweetest and most beautiful of flowers.But, alas, I am just meand you are beautiful thee.Still, I bask and enjoy your warmth.You are the sunshine and the flowers,Of my heart.

I love you more than words can describe. I might try to describe that love, but it’s impossible. It always comes up short.My words cannot make up for my feelings, they cannot, accurately enough, describe them.I feel wonderful when I’m in contact with you.I don’t care what you look like. You’re beautiful, you’re always beautiful,you’ve always been beautiful. Truly. You’re the one I’ve been hoping for. The one I’ve been wan...

I fucking hate you! How fucking dare you bring out something in me that I've never ever felt. I've never allowed myself to feel it and yet you make me feel it. Why? No fucking idea. You cow, stop sending me letters, stop interacting with me, I don't want to know you. I'm done with bitches like you, I'm done having my heart ripped out and stomped on. I'm done being told that I'm "clingy". What worse thing could you say? No...

Strawberries, My Lady,that's what you taste like tonightStrong, alcoholic strawberries.It makes me smile,you smell and taste differenteach time I drink of thee!Vodka: people think you taste...bland but strong,or like drain cleaner.Oh, how wrong they are!You're a complex Lady,My complex Ladyand I love to drink of thee.Straight, of course. No ice, either!Ice! What an abomination in spirits,especially spirits of your caliber...

Do I or don’t I?The spirits beg of me:Won’t I?If I knew what it was,I was supposed to do,I’d do itand be done with it.The Spirits begin to waken,I feel them:Writhing, guiding me...Make it stop! Oh God,I beg of thee!MAKE IT STOP!The horror, the bloodshed,the pulse-pounding fear!The realisation. It’s here, I shed a tear. I fearI know now, what it is,what I must do:I pick up my ax,I go forth and chop.To save the lives of man...

I drink my Vodka straightOh, how I hateto see Her diluted,convoluted... Violated!Feel that burn!Let your tongue turn:Around and around,hear the soundof Her swirl aroundyour mouth, savourHer beautiful flavour,Make love to Herwith your mouth;let Her make love to youwith Her kiss,Her sweet, sweet beautiful kiss,I’ll never miss that kiss.That Lady knows a thing,or two, about seduction!What’s my deduction?Lady Vodka, you are.....

The winter grains.They bring such a different texture:not harsh, though not too smooth,still warm, though a little chilly.They warm to my mouth,clinging and burning,gently. And the smell!Burning my nostrils,bringing tears to my eyes!My eyes, they close. savouring youletting you sit there, in my mouth,in my nose, in my heart, burning my chest.You, my Lady, are a conflagration,a fire spreading through my chest, my body.Neve...

Lady Vodka, I want youYour strong scent combs my noseYour tangy taste burns my mouthAll the way down my throatYou burn and slip down so smoothLady Vodka, my first true loveNever leave me, Lady VodkaFor without you, I'd be lostLost in a pit of mediocre boozeOh, Lady Vodka! You're the one I choose!

Vodka, my Lady I finally have you My Russian Bride Strong and tasty But let's not be hasty Slowly sipped, savoured and loved, that's my Lady My Vodka, my love Never leave me Lady Vodka

Feeling critical and analytical I'm not feeling political Just a little... difficult Just like this poemI have very little rhyme  and even less reason But if you'll bear with me I think you'll see That I and you Are as useful as... dog doo 

Hello, I'm new here. I am better than you. I'm smarter and kindlier — Cleverer too! You're stupid - you're snooty - You're unworthy of my precious time. As for me, it's plain to see: I'm magnificent and sublime! While I am Secretariat,Or perhaps Seattle Slew,The rest of you, a sorry lot,Are destined to become glue.This may seem rather blunt,But that's just how I am.If my directness hurts you,Well, I don't give a damn. Ple...