by Marc Carver
I made it to my fifteenth bar of the day
or maybe more.
There were two woman at the bar
and another woman looked at me as i went in.
I sat by the two young women at the bar.
The bar had two bartenders.
One had a silly hat on and looked funny.
The other had a nasty look.
I looked at both of them the same.
Everybody left me in the bar
even the bartenders.
So there i was all by myself.
I finished my drink and walked out.
The next day i saw both the men again
but in different places.
The one with the funny hat said hello
the other did not.
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