“There are lots of dive bars all around for a quick drink, but the there are those places you can spend several hours in, having a good time, with food and fine wine” Gun Roswell
A short stroll in the heat of summer
Looking for a place to recover
Taverns and restaurants beckoning
A cold drink for thirst lessening
“So much shiny, see through glass, it’s, impossible!” Gun Roswell
Glassy, glass and then some
Tender, delicate, totally breakable
Transparent, shiny, quite clean
The ware for many occasions
But mostly, useful for any kind of liquid
Sweet, sour, strong or just plain
No matter what, it’s all the same
The purpose for these shiny objects
Is to hold in the precious liquids
For these ready to consume any of it
And that would be pretty much it
Except some do like to collect them
Filling their cupboards with glassy things
Just because they look good
In all imaginable colours a buyer could
Be able to purchase these fine looking products
As well never really can have enough of that stuff
“Sometimes, you just have to go on a binge” Gun Roswell
Get some money, buy some beer
The town named, well, let’s call it Londonium, the blessed place of bars, restaurants and pubs, truly a hub, for the lover of beverages, mostly alcoholic in their content, but also fully able to get some coffee or soft drinks, then again, it’s really not the same now is it? Going to a place of drinking to get a cup of coffee or a can of coke? Well, whatever the dope, getting into a local pub, is an experience and not a joke. Well, it can be of course, depending on what kind of choice you make as your poison for the order is, because if you miss and order something stupid, like something with an umbrella in it, then you are liable to become said joke. But, do as the locals do, when not in Rome, and order a pint of the strongest with some foam, and then only will you know, what the true pub feeling is, otherwise it’s all just been a great big miss, the so called local experience never coming true, and then there is no way the travel agency to sue, as the great opportunity you blew, by acting all coy and unadventurous and so, don’t blame us they would state and leave you out there, cursing the moment you did hesitate.
Rantings Of A Third Kind 