A Poet Walks Into a Bar . . .

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It all works, staying off the top shelf these days, after it's down makes no difference :)
thank you, the same to yours
Fuck yeah I miss him
:(

leave me the bottle
bar tender, lets see if I can get black out drunk
and see the beauty in the porcelain
bowl, and the multi coloured chunks
of my own self indulgent despair
 
Who wants to buy the new guy a drink?

A shot of gin
or a jigger of rye,
snort of hooch,
here's mud in your eye.
 
Do you have a non analysing corner bartender? Somewhere where we old die hards can sit, drink and reminisce about the good old days.
 
Do you have a non analysing corner bartender? Somewhere where we old die hards can sit, drink and reminisce about the good old days.
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There was once a quite corner where poets met, alcohol de rigeur, now just an old tired man sits there mumbling rhymes.
 
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There was once a quite corner where poets met, alcohol de rigeur, now just an old tired man sits there mumbling rhymes.
x

bring out your chess board
bring your a-game
me, i'll stare into the fire
sip slow the amber
of memories made here
with you sat close
plotting strategies

:kiss:
 
Scotch

Ne'er a drop to waste
Jigger upside down
Ne'er just a taste
Set up 'nother round
 
Do you have a non analysing corner bartender? Somewhere where we old die hards can sit, drink and reminisce about the good old days.
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Those were some good times; just read from the front where Pandora(Cherries) started this thread. It's been a hoot, and I miss those that filled the pobo with things that kept you laughing or awestruck at the many way a word could be turned, a metaphor used blunt or slicky. :)

I feel near an orphan nowdays.
x

bring out your chess board
bring your a-game
me, i'll stare into the fire
sip slow the amber
of memories made here
with you sat close
plotting strategies

:kiss:
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Our game played out so well,
happy so far after is the best
and you love, head to head
with me, tail to tail or spooned,
are my perfect puzzle. :rose:
 
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Those were some good times; just read from the front where Pandora(Cherries) started this thread. It's been a hoot, and I miss those that filled the pobo with things that kept you laughing or awestruck at the many way a word could be turned, a metaphor used blunt or slicky. :)

I feel near an orphan nowdays.

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Our game played out so well,
happy so far after is the best
and you love, head to head
with me, tail to tail or spooned,
are my perfect puzzle. :rose:

You didn't get the memo then? Joking is no longer allowed, especially the dry English variety that nobody else gets :eek: Only earnest I know better than thou discussions!
 
*sits down in a dark corner of the bar
*orders a Moscow mule and waits for MrT to show up.
*scribbles a haiku on the back of a napkin.​

*sighs deeply and looks around to see who else is here. :cattail:



candle glows warmly
Sweet ginger tickles my tongue
Awaiting a kiss
 
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*sits down in a dark corner of the bar
*orders a Moscow mule and waits for MrT to show up.
*scribbles a haiku on the back of a napkin.​

*sighs deeply and looks around to see who else is here. :cattail:



candle glows warmly
Sweet ginger tickles my tongue
Awaiting a kiss



Come along dear, can't be sleeping here*
 
I thought that was you :D
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You should get him drunk and take advantage of him ;)
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Bendo went to England, flying ass-end coach,
landed in Heathrow, walked up to the customs man,
'Passport', the bastard spat, 'whatstarreasonfertyervisit?'
'Strictly immoral your worship, ya see there's this girl...

Past the crowd at reception, standing twenty deep,
into the arms of his precious Ku, she drug his ass away,
deep to where the tubes led astray, sucked off his furry face
then down the tracks to home and screwed the boy asleep.
 
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You should get him drunk and take advantage of him ;)
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Bendo went to England, flying ass-end coach,
landed in Heathrow, walked up to the customs man,
'Passport', the bastard spat, 'whatstarreasonfertyervisit?'
'Strictly immoral your worship, ya see there's this girl...

Past the crowd at reception, standing twenty deep,
into the arms of his precious Ku, she drug his ass away,
deep to where the tubes led astray, sucked off his furry face
then down the tracks to home and screwed the boy asleep.

You don't know how much I'm tempted and just like that!
But not with the Welshman I might add!! :eek:
 
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Hello, are you a Welshman?

(Looks around furtively)
(Lifts the collar of his flasher Macintosh to be seen less)

'Er darlin' wot if I is. A.

(Clears thought)

Why yes my good lady, and pray tell, what do you ask

(I don't recall upsetting you previously?)
 
Bartender???

give me a bombay G & T
Lent is over and Spring has sprung.

table in the corner for two please.

yes... I am waiting for someone. :rose:
 
Just dusting the bottles

Early Rise Early Shine.
Dusting off bottles and mopping the floor. Making a pot of Earl Grey with milk and sugar handy.
 
There once was a gay from Khartoum.
Who took a lesbian up to his room.
They spent the whole night.
In a hell of a fight.
Over who should do what, with what, and to whom!
 
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