My How Time Flys
In a downtown bar on New Year’s Eve
Had a few stiff ones and so did Steve
“Look across the bar Steve, but don’t stare
You see those two old drunks over there”
“That could be you and I, in ten years”
“That’s a mirror Chuck, I’m outta here! “
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2012
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