Thursday, February 4, 2010

A glass of beer



I saw the candle light through a glass of beer.

I enjoyed our friendship through glasses of beer.

I knew some of you would have disapproved of what I was doing.

It's life that you couldn't agree.

Our laughter and singing and jokes had too much energy,

You were afraid once they infected you,

You would realize how dead you had been.

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