The Bartender (The Hacienda) - Poem by Rik Bertrand
Quick with a quirk, and a smiling smirk,
This bartender was good as a bartender could be.
Her drinks tasted yummy, and that's just the beer,
She was such a cute honey calling everyone Dear.
Beautiful and daring, she had no shame, no caring,
She would tax every bottle by generously spit sharing.
If you don't understand, then you are not much a man,
She basically swigged off my bottle before passing to hand.
Oh, do not think that I minded, it didn't matter at all,
Her bright red lips had me crawling the wall.
Damn if I wasn't by more beer,
Just so I could have her beautiful lips so near.
The bartenders so funny always laughing, full of cheer,
But you better stay on her good side, or you will know true fear.
When bothered with nonsense or idiot molds,
She has no hesitations, to yell as she scorns
REB (JULY 2012) all in fun Kelly, thanks for your friendship
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