Saturday, June 24, 2017

Rob Schackne #374 - "Now your local pub"


Now your local pub
has closed for good
where do you write
poems in the evenings
she wants an answer too
I said wait and see

tell you the truth
drain all you can
the bards are sleeping
rain nonstop drips


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