Over forty years
An old Allentown inn
Sets famously at the corner of
Turner and Madison
Every walk of life from
Ladies of the night to
Military vets
Many visitors
With no regrets
Everyone, an elbow bender
All are pros at the jobs they do
Gabbers galore
From me to you
From the break of day
Till the dawns early light
To experience this relic
Is out of sight
Patrons grab a stool, some acting cool
There's no need to live here by
The golden rule
Have a shot, perhaps a beer
Memories
For me, at the Madison
A friend, was always
Near
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Something tells me there will be a pool table poem to be derived from this one in the future.