Outlaws at the Inn

Propping up some Temple bar
dropping coins for one more jar
and pennies never take you far
away from home.

Down to Charing
where the witches cross
their hearts and
hope to die before
the Devil starts
a war.

I’m dying for another drink
trying hard but then I think
I’ll miss the boat and
get on the wagon.

It’s dead man’s handle time
hold a candle time for
a long lost love of mine
and time I got some

© 2017, John Smallshaw.