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: WriteBeLight ( Offline)
- Published: November 21st, 2016 06:58
- Category: Humor
- Views: 43
Comments3
Thanks for caring WBL I love KARYOKE and the more CROAKY the better ! y favorite is I WILL ALWAYS LOV E YOU (for the Ladies !) what's yours ? BRIAN
I like "Owner of a Lonely Heart," by YES. I visualize bringing the roof down! (Which could happen for the mad rush out the door while they are covering their ears!...haha). Thanks for the comment and question.
Working class slobs don't drink white wine. Otherwise great! I did piano bars for years. Loved broadway musicals. Up till a year ago did once a week karaoke singing mainly country. Willy Nelson is a fav.
Ha Ha - cheap, house winos do! I love Willie, Waylon and the boys! I cannot find that movie "Honey Suckle Rose" around. That was a good movie!
This is such a cute poem. But sadly, I don't do karaoke! Thanks for sharing this adorable piece!
I am a person who admires those who do that. So entertaining. But I have tried it but wake up wishing I had not😌
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