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Bar-Room Gloom -- Lol

They all raised their glasses with somber hearts
At virtual bars continents apart --
  To their 'dearest old friend'
  His mug had met its end -- 
The target of the sharp points of their darts

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Caren Krutsinger

April 24, 2020 at 11:08 PM

I am smiling thinking of wakes I have attended. The more drinks the more darts.

Gershon Wolf

April 25, 2020 at 9:31 PM

Ha, ha. At wakes?! No kidding?! -- Guess not. Whoa! (Never been to a wake... Too sleepy to attend). Ta, ta! ~ Gershon

Lindsay Laurie

April 24, 2020 at 7:30 PM

G'day Gershon … those darts can do much damage in public bars, especially close to closing time when more than one target seems to be the case, however in your limerick the darts can be hurtful words indeed but just as painful - Lindsay

Gershon Wolf

April 25, 2020 at 9:29 PM

Interesting angle, my friend. Hadn't thought of it. Thanks, Lindsay. Cheers, Gershon

Panagiota Romios

April 23, 2020 at 11:56 AM

Yes the world adores virtual. How utterly sad, Gershon! We have been living in a virtual world years before this. Totally inhuman! We are a lost people. Just keyboards to one another and slaves to a government, Panagiota xx

Gershon Wolf

April 23, 2020 at 2:42 PM

… Yes, you're so right... And here WE are keyboarding back and forth to one another... If you can't beat 'em, join 'em, as they say. As one-dimensional as keyboarding may be, it's better than no communication at all, I suppose. :) Gershon