Bar 501 Poem by Bunny Baker

It's 5.01 and the night has blocked out the day
The lemmings leave their luminous buildings
Heading for a happy hour to keep the blues at bay

This is a bar unlike any other around
It may not be safe but a pint is a pound
If you get past the bouncers, Kenneth and Keith
Keith's got one eye and Kenneth's no teeth

Look to the left, yes that is a real pig
And the man at the bar is wearing a wig
The bogs don't have doors and there's only one sink
If you don't watch your back, get a drug in your drink

It's twenty sambukkas for a fiver a time
If you don't want twenty get a lager and lime
The madman in the corner is juggling with hammers
Don't come in this joint if you like good manners

The bras turn their tricks for loose change they can smoke
The juke box plays pool but the table is broke
The TV at once is both bright and bereft
By 6.30am you'll wish you had left