Alkas Poetry At a Bar
In the bar where I drink,
I declare myself, I confess:
I go from poor to rich
in an instant,
From rich to poor
in the other...
And when I drink,
I'm French, English,
Spanish and Italian ...
Easily to become polyglot
Drinking..!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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