A drink in an Irish bar
I chew my thinking
and with drink
point fingers that with
hidden levity choose
the wet poisin
with aplomb.
photo and words T H Carroll
I chew my thinking
and with drink
point fingers that with
hidden levity choose
the wet poisin
with aplomb.
photo and words T H Carroll
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