The Guy In The Bar Poem by sandy nobody
The Guy In The Bar
he thinks hes smart, the guy in the bar
he picks up his keys, heads to his car
he slips as he stands, falls to the floor
he gets up, fumbles as he opens the door
he gets to his car, drops the key
will he get home tonight safely
he climbs into his seat, behind the wheel
starts it up, saying to himself'no big deal'
he puts the car into gear
driving he has no fear
he takes off fast, driving off the curb
he comes to a light, lets out a burp
as he pukes down on his chest
still thinking he knows whats best
as hes cussing, the light changes red
drinking, is something he will soon dread
thinking it's the brake, he hits the gas
he runs the light, he's to going to fast
he finally gets home, all safe and sound
climbs out of his car, falls asleep on the ground
wakes up in the morn, stinking, sick and weak
swears he wont drink again, then comes next week
he thinks hes smart, the guy in the bar
he picks up his keys, heads to his car
he gets to his car, he drops the key
BUT, will he get home tonight safely?
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4/26/2024 6:13:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An important message, unheeded by many. The poem flows well, due to the use of lower case letters throughout. I like the way you have used two-liners, all rhyming, in your poem. Love, Fran xx