Clancy's Pub Poem by Joseph Coyle

I wandered down to Clancy's Pub,
to have a drink or two.
I ran into the usual smiling happy crew.
With Stevie and Bonesy and Vinny I knew,
the laughter would be right on cue.
And Peter will be here to sip on a cold beer,
and play the computer anew.
The music's delightful the people have charm,
no matter you come night or day,
If you come to Clancy's I guarantee one thing,
in old Carroll Gardens you will stay.