XXXII

You make me fizz, you make me bubble quite,
So effervescent, light, so clear and clean,
Or oft' times dark, and sometimes clear bright,
And sometimes you're a jolt of pure caffein.
You go so well with almost everything,
I never feel your presence is amiss,
This could now well become a life long fling,
I'm content when I have you at my lips.
Occasionally, yes, you are too sweet,
And sometimes you can blow up everyplace,
It's often fraught when alcohol you meet,
From time to time you leave an aftertaste.
   You never quench my thirst I fear it's true,
    Yes soda, I am talking about you.




T said: "Soda."