Matt Mondschein

The Madison Inn

Over forty years
An old Allentown inn
Sets famously at the corner of
Turner and Madison

Every walk of life from
Ladies of the night to
Military vets
Many visitors
With no regrets

Everyone, an elbow bender
All are pros at the jobs they do
Gabbers galore
From me to you

From the break of day
Till the dawns early light
To experience this relic
Is out of sight

Patrons grab a stool, some acting cool
There's no need to live here by
The golden rule
Have a shot, perhaps a beer

For me, at the Madison
A friend, was always

Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2007
Poem Edited: Friday, February 11, 2011

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  • All In (9/29/2007 8:57:00 AM)

    Something tells me there will be a pool table poem to be derived from this one in the future.

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