The Bar Keep and the Bike Courier

How about you?

Shaken
Stirred
Crushed
Mixed
Shot
Spilled
Topped off
Set on fire
Rims salted
Served over ice
With a splash...


Oh, you mean to drink;
Give me anything.


Dry.




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Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Chan Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 7:58 PM
Your dry humor is always a treat. Lovely! :)
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February 20, 2019 at 9:47 AM
Thank you Bernard, Cheers! :) xomo!
Awtry Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 7:13 AM
So cool! <3
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February 19, 2019 at 7:26 AM
Thank you! Just having one fun ;p xomo!
Connelly Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 12:04 AM
Clever twists and turns Maureen. Nice play off of the reader's mind from the title as to what happens. Blessings Maureen.
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February 19, 2019 at 7:14 AM
Thank you Jeff! My muse playing with it's belly button lint ;) xomo!
Mcguire Avatar
February 18, 2019 at 9:04 PM
I like this one a lot. Like I like a dry Merlot. It reminds me of my poem "My Whiskey" Good job Maureen.
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