Tag: Pub
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Poem about Going Out To Eat
The Pub – Lonely, hungry, need to eat. Tired, depressed, so dam beat. Eating out again tonight, Wanting food prepared just right. – Joint is busy, too much noise. Rapping music, destroys poise. Sleazy pub, greasy menu. Should have found better venue. – The hour, happy, feel better. Unwind, escape from fetter. Talking, mingling, watching…
June Nash 