Endless possibilitiesA Poem by J.P.
Jack (has a snort of port): Anything
Ernest: What? Jack: I said, Anything! Ernest (takes a sip of his whiskey): OK, I'll play. A thing, an emphasis, a range. Jack: Mountain? Ernest: Silvretta Jack: God? Ernest: XXX Jack (another snort): Jazz? Ernest (a second sip): Yes Jack: Cat? Ernest: Of course Jack: Women? Ernest: I met a few. Jack: Me too. Ernest: Bartender! Another round! Ernest (takes a healthy pull off his new drink): Writing? Jack: Traveling Ernest: Fishing and hunting? Jack: No Ernest: Killing and war? Jack: No Ernest: Suicide? Jack (lights up a Camel, takes a drag): Isn't that what we're doing here? © 2023 J.P.Reviews
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