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When Shall We Wake?

An ode to a departed friend and poets everywhere

When shall we wake?  Shall we wait, wringing our hands,Until our last child smiles no more?Shall we wait until he’s gone to war? Shall we wait, with a self-righteous tear, as last he feels his mother's love,And ends his life in the streets of our City’s e...

The Dirty Martini

I just had to write this poem for my girlfriend Nancy...

The making of a dirty martini is truly an art,Vodka and vermouth are merely a start,But follow my advice and you can depend,On achieving perfection in the end.First the martini glasses should be filled,With a little ice to ensure they're chilled,Your next...