Friday afternoon and one drink down
It was supposed to be a lager
But the smiling waitress can't tell a beer from a cider
Had to come here and leave my home quickly
After witnessing the haphazard lawn guy
And his murderous weedeater rampage
The television wasn't helping either
Angry women faces demanding death
And promising nights of destruction & violence
Plus a call from an employee and his multiple "No's"
So forgetful of the meaning of rank & service
Except, of course, to his tyrant at home
"Beer is bad for you", the doctor in my head is saying
Too bad I can't seem to acquire one at this bar
And defy the expectations of his expensive advice
Hmm ... maybe I can make it easy for the bartender
And for that matter, all of the rest
"Cheers to the modern age! Another cider please!"
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Author:
Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 24th, 2022 14:20
- Comment from author about the poem: Ughhh
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments3
One for the road?
Yup! It's one of those days. Cheers!
Good laugh ,this one - dunno if it is just my mood, but it rang certain bells for me.
I'll look out for you in the future.
😅 Thanks for reading. I'm so glad you found the humor.
Cheers, cider or beer either works. Enjoyed the tale
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