Ode To Baltos

Oh Baltos, how you woo me with your deliciousness
Artistic label alone you are not
You move me, center me, on a cold day
In the middle of summer
Get off my back
I'm not a poet
Earthy with velvet upon finish
Sure to win you butt sex from the ladies
Two or more bottles of you
Makes for shitty poetry

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  1. Betty Underground

    July 19, 2008 at 10:13 PM

    THANK YOU! I was JUST trying to remember the name of the wine and all I could tell the BevMo dude was "It has this artsy picture of an ass on the label".

  1. Joe Speaker

    July 19, 2008 at 10:49 PM

    goddamn you.

    I wonder if Bev Mo is open?

  1. The Wife

    July 21, 2008 at 4:19 AM

    The poetry almost made me cry . . . anyone who can work "butt sex" into a poem deserves a literary award.

    Nice one, Bracelet.

  1. Jeff Cutler

    October 26, 2008 at 12:48 AM

    This is great. I love blogs that are five months old.


  1. Jeff Cutler

    November 24, 2008 at 10:46 AM

    Yay. One post every six months. Are you coming to Sitboaf's wedding in January?

    Miss the thoughts and humor and updates.

    Jeff Cutler dot com