A quaint little hostelry
with character entwined

Picture perfect the setting
with ambiance combined

It reflects some old saga
of many a past event

All those who ever visited
or regularly did frequent

Some in to drown sorrows
while few for indulgent glee  

A lot amble in plain curiosity
to behold and just to see

The pace here is unhurried
and music soft & mellow

Pictures on walls with time
have turned a bit yellow

Smoke spiraling to ceiling
a sort forming thin cloud

As if oddities of tiled roof
it is attempting to shroud

Fan slowly going in circles
with hardly any of draught

Odd chap is vying attention
from table set farthest aft

Local gossip it goes to feed
is known as the grapevine

Nearly all swear by its tipple
and the homely food divine