Ode to my ZeigenBock
by Gabito Marquez
The tall, cold and golden bottle
frozen in my hand,
delighting my sensations
that makes it hard to stand
Give me wings to fly, Ol' Ziggie
So I can reach the clouds
Anoint me strength to triumph
among the faceless crowds.
by Gabito Marquez
The tall, cold and golden bottle
frozen in my hand,
delighting my sensations
that makes it hard to stand
Give me wings to fly, Ol' Ziggie
So I can reach the clouds
Anoint me strength to triumph
among the faceless crowds.
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