Downtown Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Downtown
Slow down,
uptown man.
Stay and chat
with this downtown brat.
Whisky, liquid gold,
makes one bold.
The bar is free,
drinks on me.
I know nothing
of Greek classics,
but somehow I think
uptown,
they're barasic lint
of emotion.
My devotions.
you're slumming it
and I'm humming
a familiar tune.
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