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Young ****

The man at the bar

He is a young ****

He's got years on his slate

Double my own

A bottle of scotch

He swishes away

The British way

Born in London

Now a Southerner

Touring the country

With his Wife,

Elene

Not missing a thing

Quite the engineer

Laughing away

With each glass

The bartender brings

Flapping his yap

At the pretty young miss

Residing at the bar

Enjoying her dinner

No longer feeling a part

From the crowd

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Published: Oct 21, 2011
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Notes: This is more of story... in working progress.

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