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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Her barstool has six legs, two are hers, it plants her to the bar and she is blooming like spring flowers. Drinking in the spirits from the bottles I serve her. The smile she wears is false, its from the bravado she drinks. She lives with me, calls herself mine, but its the bottle that is really her home. I only visit her and hold her dear, because those moments seem to disappear. I'm laughing at her as she shakes her butt to Johnny Paycheck, while my hands move with speed and grace, I'm serving the rednecks, cowboys and other dubious charactors. The girls are trying to look like movie stars as mine waves at me, she is teasing her way to a free drink, but she always comes home with me. Its past midnight and everyone is tight, laughing and being fools. I'm the bartender, leader of fools, mixing their delights, I light their smokes, laugh at the bad jokes, listen to their problems, fix marriages and broken hearts. I'm the law and sometimes a nurse. The night is over, everyone is gone. They're satisfied, some found love for the night, while others will be sleeping lonely, but medicated. I count the money, peel my wife out of her barstool and go home thinking, its all in a night here at Cleve's, I'm really just an actor and the bar is my stage, because all this isn't really me. I'm just faking it, lingering in the shadows waiting for something else !
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