Is it too late for a third beer?
Why wouldn't it be?
I've got the time to waste
going nowhere
and somewhere
at the same time.
What about the motels we missed?
I remember the bed spreads weren't stained;
strangely immaculate given the circumstances
especially when one considers the hookers
that were most likely in that room.
A tip of the hat the the maids.
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 3:31 AM UTC
Is it too late for a third beer?
Why wouldn't it be?
I've got the time to waste
going nowhere
and somewhere
at the same time.
What about the motels we missed?
I remember the bed spreads weren't stained;
strangely immaculate given the circumstances
especially when one considers the hookers
that were most likely in that room.
A tip of the hat the the maids.
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