They went to a she been
To drink some cheap liquor
In company of town's rogues
Singing the Irish pub songs
Until they lose their senses
They wore the Irish pride with
Shamrock badges on the sleeves
A lady set the stage for tap dancing
The aim set was to dance after each drink,
To win a gift for St Patrick's day
But the cache was that they cannot fall
They were warned to forfeit if they can't
Else they've to pay more for every drink
The visage of that lady attracted one
among them, He wanted to lose to the
magic of forever of her, He drank and
danced and drank and danced and drank
and danced and passed out! The lady
laughed and clapped! She had a bet on
him falling after three drinks!
A poem based on word prompts from #BraveWrite #Flexvss #WIPWordSearch.
#WordSoupDaily #CrowCalls #ProseInBloom#atreyasverse . Image taken from Unsplash.
1 comment:
This poem sounds relatable. I could actually picture them in my mind 🤗
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