Another lonely bar table
Square clean napkins & dirty IPA
Forever free in my solitary way
A detritus of words around me
Humanity\'s ever flowing minutiae
Expounding everything they say
I used to worry about them all
Back in my youthful days
For back then I was always afraid
That when it all came crashing down
In this world\'s most horrid ways
They would all have a heavy price to pay
But what about me
Where would I be in the fray
Think I just found dismay in my IPA