Shot of Modena

by Franco Bertucci

My roomate caught me taking a shot
of the expensive stuff.
After that I didn't try to hide it.
I could not resist the rich
and powerful purple-brown
which had its origin in grapes, I think.

But not to worry, my performance
was never impaired.
Though I can't hold my liquor
any better than the average man,
I can hold my vinegar like a champ.

Awkward Guy

Poems and other embarassing things. 2010 Franco Bertucci