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Monday Night in Milwaukee (Free verse) by jessicazee

Sack races, margaritas, drug dealer's big-screened porn. U-turns, parallel park, a walk to the bar, an unexpected head butt. The Polish Falcon is on this block. The pushing drunk children. Handling on all sides, the next bar's flushing like a seashell, I hear the sea in my pint, I think I lost my keys down there! Randy says "just think about the music" - A Donny Hathaway song today and who won the raffle, I walked home real slow, because of the ice and the cars.

Fraser Allonby Q.C. 23-Feb-07/1:55 AM
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