A Poem from my Youth
So I was going through some of my stuff and found several old notebooks that were filled with
my earliest writings. After laughing for over an hour, I realize that though I am no where near
a great writer, I am a million miles away from the geeky four-eyed boy that filled those notebooks
with high hopes of becoming the greatest writer the world has ever seen.
While most of the things I hope will never be seen by anyone, but I have decided to post a piece that brings
back great memories of my youth. So, here is something that might brighten up your day.
That Smokey Bar
By: Jason R.
Standing all alone in that smokey bar
The way you?re drinking you shouldn?t drive a car
I asked where you lived and you said it wasn?t far
So we left that smokey bar
You and I in my car
To your place that wasn?t far
We got to your door
You fell on the floor
You asked for a drink and I asked, ?More??
So I shut the door
Picked you up off the floor
And tried to stop you from drinking more
You walked upstairs with sex on your mind
I didn?t really want you and I to grind
You smiled and said I was in a bind
So I went with your mind
Decided to do the grind
And I awoke in a bind
You didn?t remember that smokey bar
You wondered where you left your car
I assured you it wasn?t far
So we went back to that bar
You and I in my car
And I was lucky it wasn?t far
Written April 5th, 1995
I hope you've enjoyed this horrible piece of poetry. Cheers until next we meet.
Jason R.
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