The Stopped Clock's the best spot in town.
I come here five times a week
and waste the day hoistin' brewskis,
crackin' wise with a lady barkeep
who laughs at all my jokes,
long as I'm payin'.
Celibate john plunkin' down moolah
for chuckles and a buzz.
without a pot to piss in.
I'll have another.
Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas
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Written on 2017-09-20 at 05:38
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