Tanqueray Every Day
Halitosis hocus pocus,
Cures my malevolence for graveolence.
The serene Listerine of oral hygiene,
A matador piercing malodor,
With one mouthful of
Gin taken on the chin.
I do risk
Lucidity to rid the morbidity,
I may lumber rising from slumber.
Yet those taken
A back by this quack,
Can rest assured against the absurd.
One cannot
Ignore the heretofore.
In addition, I offer admonition
Beware!
Another tends to smother
Any care of even being aware.
Copyright © Michael Vacek | Year Posted 2018
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