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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