The moon is playing peek-a-boo with the clouds
And more clouds billow from the factory in the
far-off back yard, Keystone Screw, where cars
arrive early, take their lunch buckets and
thermopoles out, shut off their headlights
and think of the wicked time they would have
after work.
Saint Paddy's Day and that Irish soda bread
the wife baked last night.
Easy does it on the beer
well, not that easy, just enough
to keep the room from spinning
a little hot tea will do ya.
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