by halophoenix
I am the stone that the builder refused
I am the visual, the inspiration
that made lady sing the blues
I am the spark that makes your idea bright
the same spark that lights the dark
so that you can know your left from your right
I am the ballot in your box, the bullet in the gun
the inner glow that lets you know to call your brother ’son’
the story that just begun, the promise of what’s to come
and I’m-a remain a soldier until the war is won
It was very tasty!
2 ripe peaches, 4 bananas, a cup or so of vanilla yogurt, agave nectar to sweeten (you could use sugar or simple syrup), and ice! Easy as pie.
Granted, that made WAY more than just this mug full - I was drinking the stuff all night, but that wasn't a bad thing.
I was tempted to toss in some rum for a more "grown up" version. :D