Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

One for the party

(Some time ago, I was at a celebration in Nashville among a number of pleasant people.  I was asked to recite a haiku.  I’d had a couple of glasses of wine.  My middle name is not spontaneity.  So, here’s one I can get to on my Fire if they ask me again.)

One for the party.

Syllables for a fish fry.

In Nashville again.

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