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Don't Forget The Ice

Slowly sipping her gin,
she said she had found love,
yet it wasn't him.  
 
Slowly sipping his gin
he said when the bottles empty  
she'll know where to find him.  
 
Drink, drank, drunk,
sink, sank, sunk
and a bunch of other
bullshit about love.
 
She flicked her glass,
it magically filled back up.

 
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