We are looking for a drink
And a bite to eat
Into the bar we go
It’s been years since we were here
Everything is different
Moved around, changed
Except the bar and stools
And the huge mirror behind them
Waiting for us
The bartender steps up
And he looks like a caveman
With a 1964 Beatle haircut he is
Shocking, ugly and proud
My brother chuckles
I know something is coming
As the bartender stands there
Hands us menus
My brother, analyzing him…
Here it comes…
“Are you related to a gorilla?”
“Agorilla?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, pretty sure.”
“Okay, I think we’re ready to order then.”
The gorilla smiles
We place our order
2011 By David Jacobi
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