In the land of smiles
Poets are free
To while away their time
In sweet poetry.
But a poet may find
His mind turn from rhyme
To bar girls who,
(strictly between us 2),
Have no time for rhyme …
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K Morris - Poet 
The bar girls have to work hard, because the poets are drinking too much. 😉 xx Michael
I never drink unless there is a Tuesday in the week, Michael …!
Wow, Kevin! 🙂 But remember, we hadn’t discussed what kind of drink. 😉 It also could be pure water. xx Michael
That is very true, Michael!
A great poem, Kevin. I love your humour.
I’m delighted you enjoyed my poem and that you love my humour,Robbie.
😊💕
I love your poem, Kevin. Let’s all go to the land of smiles.
I’m really pleased you love my poem, Vivienne. There is a lot to be said for going to the land of smiles.