Just Another Bar and Another An Anot...
A sign up the way
Stays half un-lit,
All the night
An in the day
It beckons:
**LIQUOR**
WE_COME
C_ME ON IN
HA_E A DRAM
OR TEN !
The alluring smell of booze
Muddled sent of cheap perfume.
Intoxicated memories
Left behind,none to soon.
Old men with naked eyes
Mumbling in memories
Of what where and when
Another shot of mercies disguise.
And as I pass this place I've been
Never forgetting to remember
The one shot or ten
And just what I haven't missed.....
Copyright © Gary Bechter | Year Posted 2010
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