Wednesday, 13 January 2010

Risk a verse?

My apologies. I wrote this blog four days ago. This was just a pathetic excuse to post another cheap and tacky ditty.
I hope you like it!

Through the tee shirt of a barmaid I met
You could see because it was wet.
With the queues at her bar
Stretching ever so far,
To her bouncers she owes a great debt.

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