WORK Date: Monday, 11th November 2013 @ 01:10:36 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: colinb NEED A BEER Drain pipes so large, Ground so hard, Crowbar jarr's, Not leave'ing a mark, Vibrate'ing through my arm's, Like thunder in the dark, Blister's on my palm's, Burst with each jarr Blood poure's down the bar, A job so large, Won't finish before dark, Why did I start, I should get my arse into gear, Instead I'll drink some beer. Colin Bradley. This poem is Copyright © colinb Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=177151