Bar Splendor
No better way to launch the weekender
Than dropping in to see my local bartender
He whips up the meanest margarita in his blender
I can relax and to him all my troubles surrender
He knows the right thing to say to either gender
He’s everyone’s closest friend by no means a pretender
He commiserated when I needed a defender
While suspended for snapping someone’s suspender
He cheered me up when I was the thwarted contender
And understood about my questionable fender bender
He let me run a tab when I was short on tender
That’s where he drew the line to not be a lender
After all he had his own issues with a big vendor
I always cleared my tab so at no time be an offender
Never being so bold as to ask for an extender
For fear of a dry spell for services he’d render
AP: 3rd place 2022
Submitted on August 25, 2018 for CONTEST NO.485 Sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on April 21, 2018
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2018
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