I was the cool guy at my
local drinking tavern in main road
California Hawaii shirt with a lot
Vitalis in the hair
yea grease lightening with
pair of neon crocks, a pack of cheap smokes
and happy hour that would transform me
form dear Sir to my lord….tea pinkie and all
clenching the beer fist I ruled that little
cockroach haunt
infuriating jealous horny pension males and flattering overweight
railway stay at home mommies
singing Neil diamond /slash Whitney Houston
I won the crowd
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Strong personal write very well penned. You rule the clenched finger pen with this one!