Turn Left On Shaker Street
For some, It’s Margaritaville
My town is called Martini
It’s not so very hard to find
in fact, it’s too damn easy
Just hang a left on Shaker Street,
the one right after Gin
Then find Vermouth, go ‘round the block
and do it all again
It’s quite a lovely place to live
and some may never leave
For me, I visit way too much
with Olive on my sleeve
A happy sort of confidence
so often will prevail
until your head begins to pound
like hammer to a nail
So take a tip from me to you
and come but for a while
Martini Town is guaranteed
to generate a smile
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
