I drink vodka in this bar
That’s what I drink in here
Sometimes it’s gin,
Sometimes rum
But never in here
This place calls for vodka,
And this bar rarely calls
But when she does,
It’s good to start with a vodka tonic
From there the world is my oyster
Vodka martinis finish me off too fast,
So they’re better left for the bad days
Those days when things need to get done,
And I don’t belong in here,
On days like that…
Excuse me,
“Barkeep,
Make me a vodka martini”
“One of those days, huh?”
Something like that…
Something like that.
© Dicky J Loweman 2015
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