peach fuzzed and slender.
new
on the job,
new in life,
just out of the nest,
his wings
barely taking flight
asks
what Tanqueray is?
i tell him
it's a gin,
a gin that smells like
christmas.
he laughs.
okay, he says. i'll
remember that.
on the second round,
he says.
you're right.
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