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Slap that cocktail shaker
Find the right fit and tap that baby together
Put a little bit extra in the slap
Mind picturing that ass-cheek reverb
Colors of spirit and mixers rush together
Creating works of art ia what I do
Free pouring or percise measuring
Slinging beers for the masses
Wine stored at proper temperature
Grin & Smile as u never really know someone
Happy to cover up my sadness, anger, or stress
Aiming to please
Looky no touchy as his girlfriend eye-bangs me
Reading body language
"Vodka/Soda" with a lime wedge for Her
"Hemingway's Daquiri" for Him
Just a Modern Bartender, Post-Covid.
Late nights for a lot of places are no more
Must cram as many people as u can into a 5 hour day
Traditions & History in every "Old Fashioned"
Ratios & Ingredients
Social Interactions get a little dicey
Some people think I must talk to them
I am a person and if u r a dick u will be treated as such
Does she want me to flirt or not?
If nothing is said, how do I know?
Every night isn't a party
Every night isn't fun
Every night I have to be the life of the party
Every night I have to look like I am having fun
Romance fills the room as the lights dim
The sun sets and chaos concludes
Last Call For Alcohol
All Tips counted
The last glass washed
End of the night
Did u take someone home?
Walking out alone
The Silence outside is deafening as u exit
Thoughts of the day flood my head as I try to forget
A short-term memory is important when doing this job
I have to forget what happened today
Because I have to wake up and do it over again 2morrow

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