Sixty-seven: Le Tigre

You make me want to eat
whipped cream all day long.
You drink your tea weak;
I like my coffee strong.

You make me want to drink
tequila all day long.
You don’t have time to think;
I don’t have time to be wrong.

You make me want to sigh
in French all day long.
I hope I am your high;
For me you are a song.

This is why I don’t rhyme often.
It is lightly inspired by Le Tigre though.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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