Tavern Song

Take a pause and sit down
Drink your fill but don't drown
Eat a pie or a morsel exotic
Give a burp and a fart
Save some room for a tart.
And meet her upstairs for a frolic

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Just sharing tales while we drink ales

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Canada, BC

Comments

I may have married her at

I may have married her at some point,
its all a bit blurry but they say
smell is the best way to access the memory..

Thanks fer the smirk!!

Obi.

Nothing to add...

'Cept Geez was here! ~ Geez.
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HAHAHAHA AGAIN this morning…

Nicely done, even tho it’s a strictly male point of view. It works well!