A half pint of nothing
For StaceyA half pint glass
of nothing, that's
what my niece
wanted from the bar
and as the barmaid
left I laughed at
her statement and
went to get my pen.
I was streaming with
my eyes and looking
for words with my
mind. A half pint of
Budweiser came back
with a confused person
holding it and as we
kept laughing she looked
embarrassed until she
heard about the half
pint of nothing.
Poetry by Séamus Fox
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Written on 2006-10-21 at 12:26
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