Omg -Prohibited Punctuation Mark- They Still Have Ashtrays
Where I live, you have to ask for one.
And there may not be one
but you know how it used to be and
now you don't, so much.
Lighten up anyway, 'cause hey
and hay didn't used to be so
far away from those
incredible cafe ashtrays.
Once upon a time
in a not-so-distant land
floors of stores pretended to be
ashtrays.
Now we grind all sortsa
other stuff in our stories.
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CAFE MUSING by Nancy Jones
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2014
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