Bartender
Bartender
Somewhat listening
Pour another drink
Another sad story to tell
5 O’Clock somewhere
After hours
A sad break up
Hard day at work
Problems echo
Room spinning
Regrets climbing
Broken down old man in the mirror
Another drink, going under
Bottom of the glass
Acting delirious
Playing the victim
She walked out on me
Baffled through gravity
Another violin
A revolving door
Words being slurred
Bartender said, I’ve heard it all
Copyright © Charles Gadbois | Year Posted 2025
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