PITCHERS OF MARTINI

Written by: daver austin

PITCHERS OF MARTINI

A fond getaway
Where the A Major has never sounded better -
    Beethoven’s Seventh, of course 
    with Szell, on reel –
The basement is musty, smoky and bachelor dirty
        hosting two teachers on a Friday night
They sip
Laugh
Light up
Cut slivers of cheddar
Sip
Laugh
Drag
Then, playing conductor, perform horrendous     
      gyrations, herky-jerky like the first movement
Fun!
They sip
Laugh
Drag
Taste
Gyrate
And on
Till the pitcher is gone
Then another pitcher (forget the olives)
On and on
Until
Half the nine symphonies are played
Until
One or the other is drunk
The cat – Figaro – has been curled up on an arm chair
The din is ear-splitting!
At last Figaro rises
Stretches
Yawns
Pads slowly upstairs