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    Possessed by JDegg

    Bottle full of puppet strings,

    dancing lines,
    plucking and pulling my arm,
    against their will
    towards temptation.

    Solid bitter drink of beer,
    frosted glass,
    barmaid with a brassiere,
    no hope,
    just another drink.

    It’s amber liquid quivers,
    bulging center,
    red fingernails deliver,
    faint and putrid
    Smell of gin.

    “Thanks,” I groan.
    My puppet strings
    pull my hand forward,
    Touches hers
    pull the drink back
    For an intimate moment.
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