The PubA Poem by JanieBThe Pub They sit around in a crowded pub Supping beer and smoking cigarettes What a life they think they have More like an existence, in reality. The raucous laughter takes over Music still blaring in the background They shout louder to be heard Drink more, and more to feel numb. Their wasted lives just a blur Always leave their wives at home Just to be part of the crowd Pathetic creatures of habit. Arguing over the football results Making sexual innuendos to the barmaid Oh, they think they are so funny What wasters, just real wasters! © 2010 JanieBReviews
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18 Reviews Added on November 23, 2010 Last Updated on November 23, 2010 AuthorJanieBPaphos, Europe, CyprusAboutI started writing in October '10. A real new bee to this world of writing. I currently live in Cyprus, where I have been since 2005. I am British, and have spent many years living abroad. Please j.. more..Writing
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