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Feb 2014
Saturday  Afternoon

Im sitting in a pub drinking coffee
Theres a big crowd already in
Most of the boys are drinking Guinness
Except for an old doll drinking gin.

There's horse racing starting  on the tv
and the guys start reading the form
The noise is starting to get louder
The bar 's starting to get warm.

I can see that the guys aren't winning
You can tell by the sound of their sighs
But theres a fast horse starting to run now
Their moneys on at sixes and fives

The ***** is starting to work good
Its doing its usual routine
The old girl is starting to drop off
And the guys are begining to sing

Its just a usual ***** Saturday
Like the ones that went by before
A weekend of drinking and gambling
Finish your drink and away out the door.

I dont know why I'm sitting down here
Theres nothing at all here for me
Except some long gone memories
and a want for how things used to be.

So i rise and finish off my cold coffee
And head for my house down the street
A want in my guts for a cold beer
And a shot of  strong whiskey drank neat
           Pat Rooney 2013
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