Monday, November 30, 2015

The Pub

A sip
and she would giggle some
 
A swig
and he had tales to tell
 
A bottle
left them somewhat numb
 
with just one more
their heads would swell
 
Together
they were quite a pair
 
 
and from their stools
they saw it all
 
Some was good
not always fair
 
They clung to life
up to last call.
 


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