Best Barkeep Poems

BARKEEP REAP ANOTHER ROUND FOR THOSE ROSES

Came then the snow
When winter made its way to woe
Came then the cold
And beckoned beauty my eyes would behold

With a lapse of loneliness was I by bemusement bequeathed
Bemused by a lady accused of granting far too much grace
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Charley my wheel horse says that Jim is a yack, always jawing now.
They are both scrunchers, they nearly swallow their teeth on chow.
Jim is unsalted, but not lazy or slow, although he has trail dust grime.
He always responds well to “all hands and the cook”...

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