Angie returned
with a smile on her face
and a gut busting mixture
of eggs, fries and steak
'Here's what you need'
saying as if she knew
this will help take away
your winter blues
I loved Gino's coffee
he made it just right
the steak was a pleasure
and eggs a delight
I took off my coat and thought
I'll settle in
and consider the problem
with Claire and with Jim
Angie was eyeing me up
from afar
Two truckers were arguing
up at the bar
a biker said something
and then it went quiet
a bottle was thrown
and started a riot
The last I remember
was being hit by a chair
and Patsy Cline singing
'I'm crazy for her'
the Doc said I hadn't
been knocked out for long
That my nose may be broken
and I had to be strong
Angie compressed
a cold towel to my face
stumbling upright
we sort of embraced
she looked in my eyes
with a kind of forlorn
and a wish I was older
or she'd later been born
I asked what's the time
she said 'Just after ten'
'You should stay till you feel
that you're better again'
Gino called 'Angie'
'We're shutting up shop'
'Tell Joe if he's staying
to pick up a mop'.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh till the next! Can't wait! Patricia