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South by Southwest
Poems
Nov 2018
Once upon a time on the stage
.
.
It's 3 A.M. and the air is
getting thin
and all the patrons have goneΒ on to meet their daily end
Ken the bartender is stocking beer for the weekend now is near
You know it as a rite , you call it Saturday night
Ray comes in and unslings his axe
And goes through his numerous picks
Turns the amps on and
lights a *** with a yellow Bic
Then thumps the microphone
to see if on
before he hits a lick
He's getting ready for Saturday night when everyone gets on thick
There is cocktail Mary
coming in
she sits right down and
yells at Ken ,
"Make it a tonic and gin!"
Ken nods and fills a glass
cursing beneath his breath
"I swear gin will be her death."
He loves and hates Saturday night ,
but all good things
have there bite
Ray hits a hard chord
Makes it wail in pain
Then he turns to the amp and adjusts the gain
Then one more stroke
pops a string
he without a word
changes out the thing
Then he let's lose
Like an Ace on duce
and my how he does his thing
Staying steady ,
Getting ready ,
For the magic
known as Saturday night
Written by
South by Southwest
Trussville , Alabama
(Trussville , Alabama)
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