Open Mic
It was open mic nite
or maybe ladies night
no matter, wasn’t my scene
so I ordered a beer and took
my seat
The show was amatuer night
for sure
everyone laughed
drum roll
curtains
left my glass with the waitress
and my tip
caught a guy out in the front lot
hocking CD’s at ten bucks a pop
says hes a musician, I should hear his stuff
its gangster rap
ten spot later
blazed down the road
not my scene
but I take
my seat
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