Amongst the Party Folk

I do not know a soul in here and the opposite is true. I crashed the damn shindig well disguised. I blend right in yucking it up with the party folk. I'm hiding behind my face mask and baseball cap. I'm taking it all in, enjoying a salty dog cocktail The mood is as festive as ever! Everyone's dressed to impress! Hors d'oeuvre is making the rounds and I'm munching with the party folk The revelry is insanely loud and I'm whooping it up with the party folk. Everyone is having too much fun to notice I don't belong. They're partying like it's 1999 I assume until the break of dawn God knows for what occasion! Beer and wine flow unremittingly... and I'm drinking it up with the party folk The DJ is working overtime playing all sorts of catchy jams. Music is blasting and poppin' and I'm grooving with the party folk. I'm in such swell company, just having the time of my life. The party reaches a fever pitch! Uh oh, here comes the cops, to shut the whole shindig down. Darn! Fictional write submitted for... Party Folk Poetry Contest Sponsored by Julia Ward Date: 12/12/2020