by scarwolvescarwolfs den, Carlow, Ireland
Nov 2009 345 Views 5 comments
drink poem
out in a pub
having a few pints
no care in the world
just out for the crack
A pint in hand
a packet of fags
a horse bet for the race
no care in the world
for those who pass us
with a pint in hand
we are all a clan
having a few pints
no care in the world
just out for the crack
A pint in hand
a packet of fags
a horse bet for the race
no care in the world
for those who pass us
with a pint in hand
we are all a clan
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2009
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