Beer & A Shot Poem by John Stetson

Beer & A Shot



The first shot's not conclusive so the second shot it sought
But the second is elusive not conducive so you plot

When the second shot is rendered you've surrendered caution's lot
Then we're right back in the stew that's steaming in this nasty pot

Cause resistance to the distance is what's driving us to drink
Cause we it in community and immunity we think

Has been thrust upon our shoulders cause we're older
And we value all those things we're sposed to value nothing bolder

And a little nip with friends to sip
Heck, it's right down at the corner

It's not as though we've traveled far to find a bar
And bend an elbow and an ear

And we've got one for lending

But winds still blowing have us knowing the corner's not yet turned… We're sowing
All those seeds from our misdeeds will leave this nasty virus growing

And elbows bent from that intent and those who chose deaf ears we've lent

Will have us sending more sad endings

While politicians rage and vent

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