| Open Poetry #37 |
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Closing Time |
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bubblesleave Member
since 2006-03-04
Posts 197Bloomington, IN
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When the barroom growls. that the drinks are gone... now! and the t.v. man with his voice in a pan sings anthrax, with a score! Let all the flags wave. at God in his grave? then.... I'll be done drinking... and follow some wobbly cock out the door. |
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Kathy Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 153 |
Behave yourself girl. (Nice Write) Kathy |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
whew! reminds me of some closing times of my own...good write |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
At that point, men mostly are interchangeable; never settle for the wobbly ones. *smile* strong imagery. thanks for sharing! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL at icebox reply. Best to leave alone, leave the wobblies behind. |
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