Whiskey And Wine Poem by Clara Keiper

He was slamming back whiskey
when she came in the room
She looked out of place
in that strange dark saloon

She sat down on a bar stool
and she ordered some wine
One or two glasses
and she'd be just fine

He was smooth as the whiskey
She was sweet as the wine
It takes time to conquer
a women so fine

He was smooth as the whiskey
taking his time
he's making small talk
and pouring her wine

Then out of no where
comes this other man
he's making her laugh
and he's holding her hand

He was slamming back whiskey
When they left the room
another cold night
in a strange dark saloon


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