This Pub
What is it about this pub? How come it’s really working?
(while somewhere underneath the bar - something’s quietly lurking ...)
You know it’s true, in every pub, there is at least one Bore.
A bloke who talks about himself, not you or me for sure!
And here’s your long lost friend, that you cannot quite remember...
The one who says that “It’s your round! I bought one last December.”
I wonder if the time we waste with all the media trends,
Might not be better spent in talking to all our many friends?
And let the hype of all the news be washed away with ale,
Then add a joke or two, or perhaps a funny tale?
But how on Earth can you and I, with just two pints of ale,
Sort out the Problems of our Time - and know it cannot fail?
Who knows? Not you or I - ’tis a mystery of life...
(Like why it’s you that’s always wrong and never is your wife.)
But here it is, our local pub, that welcomes us so friendly.
With lots of different sorts of beer - and not just being trendy.
No TV on the wall,
No horrid musak blaring.
No trouble in the hall,
And certainly no swearing.
So here’s a toast to our pub, the way it’s run is clever.
In our scene, it is the hub - Let’s hope it lasts forever!
