The Oasis Poem by Charles Hancock

It was a hot summer night at the Oasis
Nobody new tonight, just the usual faces
The men at the bar discuss local sports scores
While the pool table crowd debate recent wars

The stories; both new ones and those retold
At some point, always turn to love gone cold
All the world's problems are solved in one night
Though some of the fixes may not be water-tight

A table of five women are getting giddy
Drinking wine and feeling more pretty
Singing along to an old classic by Bob Seger
Pleading for someone to turn up the speaker

The resident strike-out king is at it again
His pick-up lines work every now and then
It must not be the win, just the thrill of the chase
More often than not, he doesn't even get to first base

Finished our drinks, cheeseburgers, and fries
Shook a couple of hands and said our goodbyes
Heading home for some sweet hugs and kisses
Don't know about you, but I have the best missus