Microbrew Poems - Poems about Microbrew

... At my favorite bar, the one I hate the least. I don’t know the music, drifting out to the streets. I have to sit outside, cause I can’t stand the crowd. Don’t know what they’re saying, the......

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...The metro man is out! Smooth skin, They say, is now no longer in. The sexy man has facial hair, Some stubble, or a beard. His flair Is outdoor rugged, manly charm. He wears tattoos on hairy arm.......

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...it ain't the gush of hot blood or a madman’s teeth ripping open a bag of chips and a microbrew it is a clenched heart squeezed by the age of steam then left at the century's doorstep following ......

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...I’m not much into phonies And I love to play the ponies I spend too much shoppin’ And do too less moppin’ I love my amazing hubby My fantastic cat, Chubby Starbuck’s Passion Iced Tea That t......

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