Beer Bash Poem by Manonton Dalan
Beer Bash
weather is creeping in my sleeves
trapping moisture from a thin air
hasten by cold drinks from waitress
commercial dancers on half times
today it's free for few tokens, great
not everybody wants their shares
silent talk, meaningful bumping
push by sweet music piping
from corners of swimming pool
occasional laughs from studs
enjoyment is code word, i heard
to defy trend is totally absurd
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