BALLAD Poem: BROKEN-HEARTED BLUES, by David Avila

I’ll be on my way
On the door soon,
But for now, let’s drink
I don’t care that its noon,
Bring me a double
& pour one for you,
I had a woman,
But she wasn’t true
I thought she was a love
That started and grew,
But it went nowhere
‘Cause she did do
Bring me a double,
Better make it two
I want to forget
And think something new…
I’m finished with these,
But my head’s still glue
So, if you don’t mind,
You know what to do
Bring me a double
And pour one for you,
Because I plan to drown
These broken-hearted blues.

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