Can't sit here like a cornered rat,
I must confront the blood and gore.
It matters not they have a bat,
In the hall hands are on the door.
I flung the door open so mad,
I stumbled for them with a roar.
Oh my goodness it's mom and dad
In the hall their hands on the door.
You might say they have had a few
They just left the Tavern Blue
ŠAugust 1, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton
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