and nobody ever has club sodaA Poem by Mike Melansoni know, this is all going to come out wrong, i'll shift my glass from hand to hand, stuttering, searching for a word, a smile, spilling and then asking for the best way to remove (my foot from my mouth) red wine from a white shirt and, as always, it's club soda and nobody ever has club soda
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Added on October 29, 2012 Last Updated on October 29, 2012 AuthorMike MelansonAustin, TXAboutWriter. Cyclist. Traveler. Technomad. Player of disc golf. Austinite. more..Writing
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