Dan's Place Poem by Juan Olivarez
Dan's Place
Anice cold beer,
Is why I'm here.
I need a little bit of cheer.
There at the bar, I'll belly up,
Sit on my stool, and pop the top.
Past the gums, chop, chop, chop.
Big ole smile, upon my face,
Man I really love this place.
No stress left, not a trace.
Where's the peanuts? Come on man,
Open up a brand new can.
You know I'm your biggest fan, Dan.
12/26/10 Alton Texas
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