some money I was desperately needing
gambling debts paid or I'd soon be bleeding
my bar was already deep in the red
'youse got insurance? ', the mob guy said
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I'm clapping at this one. Great write, Fun write too. Love Ernestine XXX
Hey Chuck....it's a good thing this story doesn't take place in France! This barkeep would be up the Seine without a paddle. Keep crankin' em out like this and get a publisher! Regards, Barb
Charles, sounds like the work of a fireman? Neat poem with exceptional word play... a lot of fun! Brian
Not your usaul style here Mr A, especially the use of the 3rd (I hope) person... but it really works and doesn't lose any of that cleverness and razor wit we all love about you. Hugs Anna xxx
Chuck - - hyuck hyuck! ! ! ! ! ! Full of double meanings (smelled like gas! re-cinder the deal! etc.) and clever wordplay! You'll need to write part II, you know! Thanks for showing the funny, friend! Est : ]
From the flint to the embers, a flaming good read! Kind regards, Justine.
This was terrific Charles, a very worthwhile read indeed. I loved the humour in it. Love Ernestine XXX
I can't hold a candle to this kind of poetry. Kind of different from your other stuff. Still funny but with a dark edge to it. Great ending.
Chuck, I am never really sure what to think, when someone whose business is, ' going down in flames' ... sees the ' lighter side'! B.V.A.