A new poem

I hope that when everyone reads Eric's poem they think it was by me. I did, thought maybe I typed it drunk one night...

I think I want wine.

I want this more for me, my body is mine.

So don't judge me.

Beer is not as good, at least for now.

Shut up, let me be!

Something else that rhymes with now.

there is a poem in some sort of rhyming scheme that I probably would have tried to do in high school, with this same result.