Croaky Karaoke - We all sound great after a couple of drinks :)

PoetVids - I am WriteBeLight only in Video Version :)



I originally posted this some 5 years ago under my Pseudonym WriteBeLight. The video is slightly different.

 I had to work late.
I was feeling quite starved.
Decided to get take out.
From a local dive.

Me, I'm no snob.
I'm an average Joe.
So go to that place.
Cheap eats, grab and go.

So, walk in and sit down.
At a bar stool.
Just a working class slob.
Just your average fool.

Ordered up a white wine.
Barmaid poured the drink.
She gave me a menu.
I started to think.

Should I get the pasta?
Or, maybe chicken fingers.
Turns out I was in time,
To hear some locals sing.

You know what they call that.
To sing the Karaoke.
No matter if your voice,
Sounds like a frog croaking.

No, got to stay focused.
Just get up, get my food.
Return a Friday night.
If I'm in the mood.

I'll think of a song and practice.
That's the way to succeed.
Oh, here comes my pasta.
It's time for me to leave.

Return and sing a ballad.
Wear my heart upon my sleeve.
Just hope I'm good enough.
Or, they'll all get up and leave. 

  • Author: PoetVids (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 28th, 2022 08:23
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 6


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