Mr. Bartender

Mr. Bartender


A double this time Mr. Bartender, a double.
Give every one in here a drink.
It is Friday, Mr. Bartender, it is Friday and I have money.
I have plenty of money Mr. Bartender, I just got paid.
Now where is that double Mr, Bartender, where is that double.
I need the drink.
Don’t mind the slur in my talking, I am not drunk,
I am just tipsy….Haaa! I want to go home,
I want to go home.


By FrankD

How can i tell her

How can I tell her


Another drink Mr. Bartender, I’ll have to face the wife.
But how am I going to tell her that all my money is gone.
How can I tell her that I spent it all amongst my friends.
How can I tell her, there is no money left.

The children need shoes and the wife need cloths and there
Is no food in the house. How can I tell her. I know not how.

If she is there tomorrow, then I’ll know she loves me and
Then I’ll change my ways; but for now Mr. Bartender,
Just get me another drink.


By FrankD

One for the Road

One for the Road



Another one Mr. Bartender,
Another one for me.
One ice cube and a tat of water,
This ones’ for the road.
The lady should be a sleep by now,
Would not want to wake her.
Will be quiet opening the door,
And will tiptoe across the hall.
I will throw myself on the sofa,
I dear not go near the bed.
Another one Mr Bartender,
Just another one for me.


By….FrankD.

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