Down The Pub Poem by Jean Bernard Parr

Down The Pub



You can have
a proper family
down the pub
they are a laugh
these mates of mine
an old joke or two,
a light ale for me
then its shuffle
back and forth
for a pee
like those great
buffalo migrations
you see on the tele
the ash trays
get emptied
at closing time
remember
you asked for
lager and lime
won the quiz
and got a pink teddy

Thursday, January 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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sometimes you just want to do what everyone else does
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Jean Bernard Parr

Jean Bernard Parr

Sallanches, France
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