THE DRUNK MEN IN THE PUB

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THE DRUNK MEN IN THE PUB THE DRUNK MEN IN THE PUB

Poem by: Shweta

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: Shweta

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Genre: Poetry

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Summary

The drunk men in the pub.

Summary

The drunk men in the pub.

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Submitted: January 03, 2012

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Submitted: January 03, 2012

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The drunk men in the pub

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What did the drunk men say?

In the pub.

Where only darkness visits.

Hauling and shouting,

But no one hears anyone.

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Beer glasses of bear size,

Amber hue shining in

The dim flushed light.

Neon lights; night blue.

The door of the pub never rests.

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The chap in the corner said,

"Mr. Boo, you sound like a

Creepy shoe with sweetness withheld

You better shut your cavity flanked

With two fluffy crooked lips."

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"You better not waste your murky mind

On me; you have stuff to care about

Think about the sins, Mr. Scott

Imprisonment was not even fair enough

You would go to hell and not heaven."

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"Ah! Look who is babbling that,

Mr. Boo, I guess you would be

Polite enough to remember the days

When I gave you protection from

The dodging cops in the county."

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Everyone else was enjoying the face-off

And, waited with greedy eyes to feed

Upon the scene which would soon

Portray Mr. Boo and Mr. Scott

Wrestling and hurling names on each other.

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Soon the expectations bore fruit,

Folks out there split in two groups;

One supported Mr. Boo and the

Other abutted Mr. Scott, gladly,

Chaos, wreckage, glasses clashed.

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Soon the cops arrived with their

Horn honking enough to alert

The folks out there but two;

Still busy with their fights,

Were banished out of the pub.


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