Alun Jones

The Local - Poem by Alun Jones

If you're lost for somewhere to go
When you're walking around llanon
There's a pub up a hill I know
That's simply named the White Swan

You won't find a more friendly crowd
No matter where you may live
Some are quiet but most are loud
But none more so than one named Viv

The landlord likes his horses
And happy to have a bet
No matter what the course is
He never ends up in debt

The drinks on display are diverse
Whether it is spirits or stout
You may want to come to converse
Or to try the food and pig out

So next time you're in transition
And thoughts of where to go are gone
I have a good proposition
And that's to try out the White Swan

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Just for you to know Llanon is in Ceredigion

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 23, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 23, 2012

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