Take me in, slowly.

Like alcohol,

Water-Breather.

You are used to the lil boys with no hops…

Colorless, and easy to thoughtlessly Swallow.

You could get careless in your consumption,

As they offer no challenge

To your constitution.

Your throat forgot their passive passage,

Much too soon,

Water-Breather.

Slowly, feel my potency. I settle within you.

Like alcohol. That’s how you need

To meet me.

Careful, Water-Breather.

There is no under-taking

Found too far beneath me…