we were having good chat
over beers; roasted peanuts
when a lady neighbor came
she barely dress but smile
wants some, sings a song
we beg her, her to stay long
she called her friends; more
we have fun, even have dance
we throw meat on charcoal
makes smell better for taste
another six packs turn best
we will do it again next week
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