Friday, April 15, 2011

Block Party (a true story)

I had a block party,

all the masons came

with their girlfriends.

We fired up the grill

and tapped the keg.

Music played and

we started in to

mixing mud by hand.

The girls were tenders

and taught how to chop

with a hoe and mix it right.

The walls went up, and

started out perfect

but toward the top

they were a little off

as the masons got drunk

in the warm night.

I sit inside this building

now and write this verse,

memories of the best

concrete block party ever.

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