Tabasco
Vinegar, red pepper and salt
Mary befriended me when she was a virgin
The addiction grew like an unattended weed
The penchant persisted until the day
conceived and concocted with care
bring delight to the tongue
when properly mingled
with worcheshire, celery and juice.
taught me the phrase: 'hair of the dog....�
Not until the morning after
did the adage appear as a revelation
when the leftover lager mixed itself with tabasco.
teased me in spirits, finding itself in sauces
casseroles and fried entrees.
The tiny bottles wouldn�t last three days;
twelve pack cases were stored in the pantry.
Mary would not bleed
when the taste for vinegar, red pepper and salt
was replaced by sweet acidophilus milk.