Poem about Going Out To Eat

The Pub

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Lonely, hungry, need to eat.

Tired, depressed, so dam beat.

Eating out again tonight,

Wanting food prepared just right.

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Joint is busy,  too much noise.

Rapping music, destroys poise.

Sleazy pub, greasy menu.

Should have found better venue.

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The hour, happy, feel better.

Unwind, escape from fetter.

Talking, mingling, watching game.

Staying at home not the same.

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Chicken tender, good, spicy.

Check out costs, not too pricy.

Joint is busy, having fun.

Too bad it’s late, have to run.

–                       – June Nash

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