Bartender Poems - Poems about 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...

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The psychic walked into a bar She said “I don’t like this!” A superstitious bartender screamed and ran off. He left his wallet. “You don’t like what?” her camera man asked. The TV audience was wondering too. I was holding my breath, awaiting her answer. “I don’t like that mirror behind the bar,” she told him. “It makes me look fat.”...

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Bunny Brewster worked at Bab’s Balmy Brewsky A sage bartender, who understood pouring whiskey He sometimes tossed out bunnies who got to0 frisky For that was not allowed at Bab’s Balmy Brewsky...

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I will have a Neanderthal with a sharp twist, Swiss on the side. novice bartender from Ohio, smiled, nodded and rapidly complied. make me a bull without horns, left foot in the barn. Bartender shook this guy’s drink in mixer and began a fine yarn. How do you keep all these drinks straight? I asked new guy at last. I...

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Bartender Oh Bartender (a stout rendition of O Captain! My Captain! Perfect rhythmic rhyme with tonic when the doth ale). Mine eyes espy the glory per the ending of another work day beckon Baileys Irish Creme with Absolut certainty that Fireball named Brandy the Patron Crown Royal abets dream quest proof positive to expunge stressful Boss distilling this cooked Grey...

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Kerris spoke to Damian the junior Bartender on the phone. "Yeah, it's 8 o'clock now. I'll be there at 9 to Open. Meet me there at that time." He smiled happily thinking about His wife Lanikah. "Alright, later Man." Hakim hung the phone up. Kerris left at 8:30pm. He opened Fahrenheit...

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Slap that cocktail shaker Find the right fit and tap that baby together Put a little bit extra in the slap Mind picturing that ass-cheek reverb Colors of spirit and mixers rush together Creating works of art ia what I do Free pouring or percise measuring Slinging beers for the masses Wine stored at proper temperature Grin & Smile as u never really know...

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I use to drink for pain Heartbroken - love gone away Bartender fill my glass with another Ice cold her heart was - detached from everything we had Bitterness surround’s my heart I guess I’ll just have another drink So now she’s gone - long gone from my world She put me through hell more times than my soul deserved I’ve empty out everything...

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I swam through a ocean of illusion Dying of thirst Going through the motions of confusion Fearing the worst I came upon her canteen Seeking a cup of real If for nothing else A sip for my last meal...

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If only I'd have thought Before I said good night Maybe she'd have kissed me In the pale Winter's light Sometimes I see her eyes Just staring up at me Lips a little parted Where mine are 'sposed to be Maybe I'd be married If only I'd have thought Sometimes I see children In a house we bought But I was young and shy Sometimes I think...

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We share our love for writing A seat at the bar is always inviting Writing comes naturally Alcohol used medicinally Both had their own way 2 stop the chaos The need to write doesn't take days off Long, slurred conversations with ourselves Asking for whisk(e)y off the top shelves I stir & mix him concoctions Absinthe & Champagne is an option But a Whisk(e)y and...

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I toss fire down your throat pour you your bullet, goblet to gullet glass-jacketed explosions line my wall like church organ flues ablution for absolution from desperation libation-liberations for exaggerated exhilarations bottled fevers for believers kneel your mind choose your raptures you’ve come to my altar now your blood I’ll alter shaken, stirred, swirled, singed with little bonfires as potent a potion as you like each...

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Bottom feeders flourish When the economy's a bust When bad times are the norm And good times turn to dust When neighborhoods go south it's sad But a sign of their demise Is when a bunch of pawn shops open up Before your very eyes When stores close down or move on out After years in the same place Their memory is a radar blip They...

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Twenty two years had passed by She blinked, and a lifetime had passed She started this job as a lark She never thought it would last Two husbands and rehab were part of this bar The husbands...her clients all knew But the rehab, was hers...and hers all alone Only one in her family knew She'd been tending bar here for 3 presidents...

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Cletus Schlunk went on a weekend bender. He kept saying, "Jesh one more, bartender!" He stumbled out of the bar, Speeding away in his car, Ending up in a...

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