Double Trouble Runner Poem by Wamii Flyer

Double Trouble Runner

Pardner!
Help me with this encounter?
It's impossible to stand outside in this weather.
My beer is slowly getting warmer,
On the yellow-lit bar counter.
My hands are quickly getting colder,
With each passing minute of our banter.
Please, walk a bit faster!
I can't keep this door open any longer.
I'm shaking, and it's giving the guys inside a holler.

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