raised in Delaware,
graduated U of D in 1995,
currently working in sales,
married with 4 kids

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drinking

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Liquor in the front and
Poker in the rear
We came to play some cards
And drink some ice cold beer

Mr. Furley and his lady
Came to pick me up
We were going to a benefit
And guess what was in his cup

We arrived rather promptly
To the supposed country club
That's where we found the kid
Enjoying beverages in the pub

More like a club in the country
We would match our wits and our skill
With some good ol' boys from Jersey
That just finished cleaning their road kill

As we all would find our tables
With assigned number and assigned seat
We double-counted all our chips...

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