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Dry or Droll?
by Robert Cameron HazeltonI strolled in off the street
pulled up a soft seat
ordering with the wriest grin,
Hey get off yer ass
and pour me a glass
of what you consider yer driest gin!
With a menacing glare
he got up off his chair
and placed an empty glass where I sat,
bunching his brow
he said, There now,
it doesnt get much drier than that! 01/31/2004 Posted on 01/31/2004
Copyright © 2025 Robert Cameron Hazelton
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/01/06 at 07:29 PM Being from NJ, I love the "attitude" in this poem. Shirley Allard recommended I read your poems since you are very good with rhyme. I agree, and you have style, flow, and rhythm too.
~Chelle~ |
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