The Bottle

 

I’m standing inside
A new way of life
Where plastic is dead
The bottle is dry

Container of milk
Or water and pills
The alcohol store
And peanut butter

Last in line, glass is easy to break
Cheap to store, you can’t make a fake and you know

The jar is so small
Take jam but that’s all
Decanters for wine
But the bottle’s just fine

Now the bottle is dry

from The Diary Of A Musical Nobody Chapter 4 – Piece Of Nonsense

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