Addline: Meetings at All poetry

asinnerliketherest	The man entered Moxie's Bar and Grill wearing an orange suit. He was looking for the guy with the pink hat and blue tie.
Caffeinatedandhappy	He wasn't sure if he would find him After all it wasn't rare That lots of guys with pink hats and blue ties Would be in that bar for beer
fotofroggy	The woman sat down at a table for two. With legs crossed, chin in hands She scribbled on a napkin "I've been waiting for you."
PliantExcuses	Too busy searching the crowd, he misses a perfect opportunity to fall flat on his face (some people have all the luck).
french poet	The musical background was unproper Thousands of half drunk beer on the bar Reflecting sadness in the copper surface fading like a shadow under the thick smoke of a cigar
rudolphtamer04	He begins to sing a sweet song " If I was a butterfly, then i could fly really really high. And if I were a fuzzy wuzzy bear then I would have fuzzy wuzzy hair."
cutelildrea	But then the bar was silent, as songs within them sang And crystal tears flowed in the beers, for truthful feeling rang.
Ladie Lee	It wasn't all really that complicated yet, not then, They were just people looking for eachother in the smoke
untimely-love	as the music played on, as the crowd got lowder the rush of heat hit them so hard, they both fell over onto the table drenched in beer