County Line Bar

w c

County Line Bar

 

There used to be a county line

Where all the drinkers went

It was where they spent all their time

And where their checks were spent

 

The Junkyard was a case in point

And it drew patrons of all types

Some wagered while playing pool

While others drank all night

 

The waitresses were everyone’s friends

And heard many drinking stories

The men there all flirted with them

With the hopes of maybe scoring

 

The bartender served the favorite drinks

And told a joke or two

He flirted with the women there

And told jokes to them too

 

The music was a big attraction

With many dancing there

The DJ kept them all really moving

and smiling from ear to ear

 

The place closed at the appointed time

And when the lights were all turned on

Many having spent their very last dime

And dreading going home

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 22nd, 2017 10:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Good write wc.

    • w c

      Thanks o! I'm always glad to receive your support, especially with a topic such as drinking and partying.

    • Louis Gibbs

      Where did you say this bar was? Good write WC!

      • w c

        Thanks for your support, Louis. The poem is an amalgum of places I've been while a younger man. The one name mentioned (The Junkyard) was a beer joint on the county line where I grew up.



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