here I am, a note in this tiny bottle
destined to be unable to move,
rolled and stuffed, I ride with the tide
decades pass, my message, formulas to make
Coca~Cola better…worth millions
I am surprised at the strength of glass,
through all the storms, I have survived
my biggest surprise the cork rotting inside
if I am not soon run aground
I imagine the cork will fail; I will never be found
alas, you who put me in this bottle can go to hell!
the cork broken, washing away
I am full of water sinking into the depths
a forlorn note in a bottle without ballast,
Neptune’s grip, dragging me down
unable to ever wash ashore
doomed, to be inconclusive evermore
soon,all that will be left a Coke bottle
worth three cents
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Haha, I loved that random line in the middle, “you who put me in the bottle can go to hell!” That gave some nice comic relief. Good job.